By the time I got here
I forgot why I thought
I would never be here.
Why I thought I’d never want this.
There was once a present moment
a present me
that thought that this me was not real.
Yet, without providence or design
I am here. In this moment
holding a human being who just peed on me.
Why I thought I’d never want this.
This is the third. The youngest.
Like me. Unformed rock
and probably already thinking
of reasons why they’d never want this.
In my arms they are the center of the universe.
There cannot be two centers.
This is the choice of our lives.
Outside the window, the cold barren
hills of Nowhere, Ohio are gloomy.
It’s incredible school system teaches kids
how to come to want this.