Confinement
I tried to numb the cries
and the echoes of movement
I closed my eyesand slowly peaked out the corner
They followed me I saw them
out of the corner of my eyes
they treaded along the fence
There cries reminded me of infants
of pain inflicted
who would want to be guarded behind a gate
and not connected to humans
One stuck its head into square metal of the fence
I felt enslaved to.
What would I do get in trouble?
For temporary freedom
or I could just be the G.O.A.T.at least in that moment and feel empathy.
But instead I walked away from the goats in shame.












