Those Inside....

her, she, we, they, and them…. not us tho are stored in the closets of closets

 with templates of decisions that haven’t been decided upon

R.oad maps to the thoughts that he, we, me must flee

I.nside a gift shop of voices with refunds of regret

P.aper prints receipts of transactional disrespect

but those inside…. her, she, we, they, and them

sits high on the cage of clouds. singing uncaged songs

to those inside. 

W.e come together us, they and them

O.penly suggesting relief for our soul

E.mpathetically soothing the voices of reason

S.omehow seemingly set farther apart from those inside

she, her, we, they, him, and them cannot be reconciled to a single narrator

although they control the narrative Those Inside will no longer hide.