In by Mommy

In

Quiet remains forced and yielded

A "let's pretend" of a once coveted and

Necessary piece of love, life and 

Survival

 

We (the we we created) encompasses and stands

Politely and insistently tugging around the edges

Reminding the in, the out and the all around

That survival exists on a scale

 

I'll balance, 

Throwing the counter upwards and down

Deciding how much of this space says "me"

And where my feet can fit

 

Because we can enliven quiet 

Vary it, carry it and unmask it for its truth

Give and take and remind that fluidity labels

Real and Quiet and Here

Many ways to say "that's what's in".

Inside.