a quick 2 c's:

I see the title as pointing to what IT in another thread referred to re meditation. I read it as a meditation on the act (the art and science?) of dissolving. To me, the narrator (poet?) is reflecting on all the ways in which he can dissolve - notably domestic ups and downs that may have overtaken and decentered him - the trauma on the stairs, the angers, the ecstasies too ... and attempting to let a physical lake-floating 'dissolution' inform his letting-go of anxieties ...

While I'm at it, I will say that the first 3 lines of the poem found me having my own ups and downs about the poem - the first line was intriguing because of the potential ominousness of the 'dangerous weight' (and, as per above comment, another source of anxiety for him?), the second brought a metaphor I quite liked and found to be fresh ("the calm skin of the lake"), but then the third line crashed me down with a bang: His insertion of "female" felt, for my mind, way too didactic, telling rather than showing, and leading us by the hand way too strongly toward his message ... I had a hard time getting past that. And then, once a bit soured like that, it perhaps influenced my finding the repetition of "the water and air and light" in lines 8 and 15 to be self-conscious rather than a "purposeful seeming union of atoms" :-) ....

z