14-15 y.o. figurehead: carona lashes
blink the free surface AWAKE,
the ethanol issues no-splash.
I ride, I drift without incident,
The Blue Ocean moves
& I neglect to breathe—
How did you devise yr life
made space found room.
Great white teeth ate the oar, my arm
will next react: I keep heaving,
for there
||THERE IS||the shore!
