Oh, cellar of red!
Now, as time
tips a galley,
I say "Oh!"
A spill.
I've dared
no wine. "My men?",
I wonder.
A devil lips "Ahoy!"
As I yell a gasp,
it emits a wonder
for all:
echo!
Note: This poem appeared in Nowhere at Home, Penteract Press, 2023.