I’m Pregnant
Except it is not the I that is
but the She
pregnant
with
hopes, dreams
and our little Echinodermata
come together
in a big crunch
the ecdysis of butterflies
the revamping of atoms
on consignment
from dead time;
and things not yet born
for s/he has only known death
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