Bathe

Mathematics, in the nature of your numbers, on an axis, on an axis, hidden aboard, the words you swore were gone. Across a map, the behavior of your neighbours, I won't go, I’m lost without, bathe in/out. (oh, she’d know how…) She bore the breadth, in the force and all awaited, I’m relaxed, now, I’m relaxed now, you’re numb and you walk, you eat, you’re rising on. Well, the fact is in the vapour and the paper, I won’t slow enough to mask, fade, in/out. Pray, all told, the waves go slow, you wade on home, you’re safe and sound. Wake, unfold, the days follow, you stayed with us, hollowed out. Bathe out the boredom, you’re a forest, you’re safe and sound. Drain out the chorus, I’m a tourist, I’m hollowed out. In and of itself, the denim would be fraying now, fraying now. We were not ourselves, death-defying, wearing out.