She is fine
Until she falls
And then
She crawls.
But no one sees you when
You are beneath
Their feet,
It does not occur to them at all,
Unless they too have
Been
Below
For they know without a doubt,
Recognizing the sound
Of a barely beating heart.
She is fine
Until she falls
And then
She crawls.
But no one sees you when
You are beneath
Their feet,
It does not occur to them at all,
Unless they too have
Been
Below
For they know without a doubt,
Recognizing the sound
Of a barely beating heart.