It works this way, but following instructions
is boring and not manly, he would add.
And so he tried for days to build a shed
to store the tools he bought to build it with.

Days turned to years - his timeline knew no schedule.
The shed was built, but only half the tools
would fit. The yard remained a total mess
long after he was buried, and the shed -

just fell apart one day,
the neighbors sigh.

And I -
I still suspect

he knew the outcome would be less than perfect,
but had to realize his faulty plan
to full fruition. Just as I now plan
to try - to do, to die. Then let it fall.

I get what you are saying, but I'm not sure about the simile. Building a shed just isn't that hard. A kid can even build one in a tree.

thanks for the read, Jack. most people i know can't build one if their lives depended on it.

If that's the case, then your poem works like a charm.

hahaha, unfortunately my mother is one of those people, I really liked this poem Bogey ! Not only did the metaphor work perfectly but it moved so smoothly

great piece

many thanks, awk! glad you liked it. cheers, B.

I love that the yard remained a mess, B.! S4- nice use of repetition. The only thing I would change is that the neighbors sighed rather than sigh. Also, "full fruition" feels redundant. But otherwise, nice!

teech, thank you for the read! i'll weigh the options regarding "full fruition" over the next day or so. to me, realizing the plan was a process leading up to full fruition, even though i can see how the word realize also means that the mission is complete.