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Saturday, September 26, 2020

people respond to babies

The reason people respond to babies is 

this little being
is hanging out, carried around
in a padded jumper that seems like
it should immobilize their limbs.

Face poking out all smooth cheeks, 
mouth composed, unimpressed 
and eyes - just looking.

A calm peer. This kid's gone past
trying to figure things out. Maybe
in the first few weeks, some protest -
having recently been removed
from a perfectly satisfactory state!
By now, they've discovered there's
satisfaction here more or less. 
Including the purest rage on earth 
- an infant protesting discomfort! 

In this moment though, comfort
is go. No impositions or outrages.
Not cranky or hungry or tired just:
looking. Not even to understand.
Just take it in, maybe squirm, turn
one's head away from some big huge
interloper but otherwise: a sort of
default astonished receptivity.

"Things making sense" is a social construct 
this one has yet to imbibe. A lot of us 

responding to babies, it's not so much 
"oh, I remember that" (we don't) it's 

Yeah. You pretty much got it kid. 
That's about all it is

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