In my bathtub
below the window
your limbs float
about the foam.
I provide water, tea,
my company, while
the moisture slides,
careless across flesh.
You fail to maintain
your composure as
I strip down into
your singularity

In my bathtub
below the window
your limbs float
about the foam.
I provide water, tea,
my company, while
the moisture slides,
careless across flesh.
You fail to maintain
your composure as
I strip down into
your singularity