Wincey – but
really – wincey,
a baby word
from a nursery rhyme
is what was doled out
by the metre.

You could make a layette girls
because who would know
when you might need it?
Strange shapes and sizes
dolly small or too big
for some monstrously headed
imagined baby who would divide
heaven from earth and wreck your cunt.
The thought that you might really pop one out
was perhaps too horrific to transfer
to tracing paper.