the two begin to talk.  I listen from a nearby table but am perhaps too deep inside my own head.  I am recently divorced from a childhood fever now living happily in my right knee.  my left knee suffers from a sameness.  the two begin to kiss but they don’t know it.  I suspect each of them has been born more than once.  I intend to keep them.  every pregnancy is different.  a kind of kidnapping.