My Lazy Ways

I quest by river, raft
Gaze, swallow food, slumber
Lumber past the wood any number of times

A sound
Steamboat
Slide aside
Carry on

Thinking about zero
As sap falls from trees
I nearly hit

Bees swarm
I swim under
My row of timber
Now they're gone

It's a quiet night
Hunters delight by light of day
A sploosh washes my head with worry

It's nothing so I
Paddle, paddle
Cradle my head
And sleep anon