The trick is
to empty the mind of
ultrasounds and pap smears, or perhaps it is
to have faith in what I am doing in this place, here
and now, offer my pure cynic face
in a perfect illusion of kindness,
consent to the difficulty of straying
on one side of the fence
while couples walk by wearing infants in snugglies
on their chests, so I admit failure.
I do not want what everyone seems to want
me to want.