a baby got here once who before

he was all the way out and could already feel the hindu

pain inside him and the hebrew and the iliad

decided he was never going to stop crying no matter what

until they did something he wasn’t going

to turn the horror

off in their fat sentences

and in the light bulb how much murder to get light

and in the walls agony agony for the bricks for the glaze

he was going to keep screaming

until they made death little like he was

and loved him too and sent

him back to undo all this

and it happened

he kept screaming he scared them he saw them

filling with womb-light again like stadiums

he saw the tears sucked back into the story the smiles

opening like sandwiches

so he stopped

and looked up and said all right

it’s better now

I’m hungry now I want just to sleep

and they let him