Spectators made sense of us Watched parts of you I'd never touch And how you're rolling fast away It's terrifying When I touch two fingers to your stomach You ask if I feel saved We are in the bathtub And I am dripping water on your face When you say With God's hands around your neck You felt frightened But mostly he was making you come Eyes unmoving It's you or it is nothing Is it not obvious? Mother and wife Mother, I tried And lately they've become the same The bed that I was born in The mattress I could die with