How do you hold fear?
Kitten-like, cuddled and purring in your heart
or bird-like fluttering in your belly?
How do you know when to put the feline down,
to open the cage and urge the avian
out into air and space?
What catnip do you use,
what light do you shine?
And when the heart and belly
have more space,
how has your face in the mirror changed?
It's not that fear cannot feel
gentle and light sometimes,
it's just that we cannot hug another
fur and claws and purrs
nor can we lay down at night
when the mind flutters, and beats at the window.
Awful, how being full
can leave us