in their hands.
subject to whatever life
it is that
they desire for us.
when food
comes towards us we
open our mouths.
we blink
our eyes and take what's
given.
our thirst is quenched,
they bathe
and dress us,
our bed is
made.
it seems that we have
no will of our own.
they set us gently down
to sleep,
and then kiss us goodnight.
we are
safe within their arms,
albeit
brief.
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