Mathis in the Bathtub - Obscure Poetry

Mathis stood upright in the bathtub
        It was not his
He stood for all those who would not stand beside him
        In that bathtub
He stood for those who chose to sit
        The free
Our dreams were like his water
        His daughters
He would stand and watch the tub fill
        --Overrun the frame
Because his feet blocked the flow from perusing any farther
        As if our father
Mathis stood atop the drain so we mustn't ever feel
        His bathtub pain

And he too dreams but he cannot sleep
For if he sleeps our dreams will fade
And then his water might just                  slip away

And so it seems, with times like these
        He can’t be free
Our dreams are real to him because he knows
        He can feel it
The water was something that
        He could see
C  l  e  a  r  l  y
        He believes
The voices in his head Told Him He Was Free.
        They lied
His mind lisps quickly in an attempt
        To rationalize
His conviction to this unconventional crucifixion
        At least he tried
         --To stay awake

And he too dreams but he cannot see
For if he sees our dreams escape
And then his mind might just   _{waste away}