Enclosed.
Layered between thick walls
Encompassed.
Fluid movement, fluid all around you
As you take shape, take form.
The gaping hole at the sides of your head
Develop
Listening to the sounds that the woman makes
With her heaving breath.
She has to do what she must
Moving along as she does
Feeling the tender stomps she takes
As the blisters fill her feet.
When she sits
The struggling positions it takes
To fill her mother\'s seat.
And as you rest there
Numb to her stress
of blood.
Oblivious and innocent in
this life of sin
Your life becomes her virtue
Reborn
Encaptured within.