lunch on tuesday

silence
for so long

excuses
hinderance
no time, no sleep

but now
possible
reemergence
also, listening
words generate words

And now,
there is
new life,
Kicking.

She’s now
upandrunning:
a full-fledged
human being.

I remember
when
she was
just a speck,
nameless,
inside,
fathomless.

I’d feel her
kick kick kick
from where
I was used
to feeling
myself.

And now:
here she is.
Ever moving,
speaking,
laughing.

She is real now.
Her name
sticks.