3 08 2017


I dreamt we all caught the pregnants

It lasted for 9 weeks instead of 9 months

It changed everything

People spoke slower

Someone rubbed my tummy

No one cared who I voted for

For 1,512 hours everything slowly melted

I nurtured




And that seed inside

It was weird

It was amazing


On the sixty-third day

The sun was a different type of warmth

Like a slow roast

Just a bit too hot

But not enough to head inside

The sweat dew fell from our brows

In unison

We bore a chasm that wasn’t there before

And as the dusk crawled to cover us

We didn’t know

About tomorrow



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