He is always proving to someone that he exists.
On the ship’s deck,
at the 6am breakfast
he aims to entertain the entire round table
of six, blurry-eyed passengers
with his whiskered joke.
Suddenly their eyelids lift
because the punch line is coming,
racing around the corner
outruns the first cup of coffee
to win the race and fill
the passengers and the entertainer
to the brim.