"Stranger things have happened" they say.
Well no, not really.

How do you live
when the world turns upside down?
And gravity is the only thing
that cares enough to hold you.

so I brought my writer wife
(prominently pregnant)
to the hospital
and on her bed, she screamed:
"weren't" "hasn't" "couldn't" "shan't"
"aint" "hadn't" "you're" "isn't"
"aren't" "didn't" "wasn't"
"who's?" "what's?" "he's" "she's"

The doctors were confounded
and they turned to me and they said:
"What the hell is she doing?"

And I replied with double speed
and a violent sense of urgency:
*"Don't you know?
She's having contractions -
she's a writer"

In the meadows where trees are seldom,
purple flowers congregate.
Their petals flutter as they mutter
hidden by the breeze.
In the meadow where trees are seldom,
purple flowers congregate
Their stems contort as they abort
dew from their leaves.
In the meadows are purple flowers.
Are those flowers free?

It was in a moment
Between
         the pause of the clock's tick.
          the exhalation and stalling of your breathing
          the pumping of blood before the next beat of your heart.
It was in a moment I realized

                           *It's time to wake up