Bath

Warm water for

Toes sifting through

The tub

Waiting as the moment

Of waist high

To push the warmth

Into my spine

Submerged in a bath

Moments passing

Always

And passing

Time to relax

Until the next

Time to relax

In this wash

Of foam against

The chest

Of knees coming up

For breath

Lather stripping

Down the dirt

Into murk

The water

Now that’s risen

To our necks

Underneath and soaking

Steam rises past our

Eyes

Longer longest time

Elapses, feeling

Wrinkles settle in

Rising up above our

Skin

Prompts us from within

Rise ourselves where

We got in