Shaking somehow is our ship

No shore but floor slats slacken
With the stain of weather at this vane
On latitude we rely
For lack of firm terrain
Leaking where ‘scapes between the width of rows
Reveals that if our load were light
We might require only oars

Buckets to bail us out to aid us aloft
From our boat turned by a trickle a trough
A torrent tucked tidy in our vessel
My vessels should drain
Dilate ripple
Arms reach out through holes
I bolster
I vest in you
So generous the space afloat
I may slip through

Perhaps you were sent particularly for this emergency
Denying the probability of drowning underneath thee

Whilst you crackle the clouds break the sky
A day reveals surfaces abound
We learn what evaporation turns to rain

Chopping waves build condensation from this plane
At length the horizon is always
Distance vanishing
At depth we bury the debris to stack landscape sedimentary

Somehow disputing currents flow
Between all the sunken
Eyes peak at all objects we dismissed forgotten

Perhaps we can start from nothing
In the middle of ocean & storm
From cinder in the midst switch the entire form
Piece by piece we knock out boards from deck
Pulling cards from the chance of now what is left
Stumble structure whole in the wind
Trade the rudder in change the bow bereft

Shaking ship fathoms not
What it means to sink nor swim
Not now is the time for it
To learn to think
Nor bolt the cannons to the gunwale
From war to spar we makeshift a sail
Arriving at the bottom no doubt without sinking
Hold your breath my love, your life

Inspect our keel buoy here
Survey all the islands near
While waves of your so sonorous overtones crash in
I allow this to happen.