Correlate - Hailaker

Figured I won’t

Even need to know

Lapsed like your backbone

Thing is I don’t

Feel at home

With all the hormones

What was bone

Is silicone —

Trapped in a telephone

It was sewn

To your anklebone

Ink-capped to show you’d ‘grown'

Gotta find your number

In an almanac

Gotta find out if you’re without somebody

Got a line of lovers in a zodiac

I’ll find you on my way to someone

Didn’t I grow

In that honeycomb?

Did laps in a narrow boat

Didn’t I go

In a hurry, no?

Let slats of your marrow show

Nearby moans

In baritone

Lost to a shallow drone

Nearly blows

A bloody nose

You were marshmallows

Our binary form, our other one

Our other ocean floor

I finally saw the final form

I know I’m waiting for…

The final form isn’t enough