Dad, Day 1

running back to the hospital room

dazed baby number one you are a father what-

trying the hospital door. locked. 

pivoting to the other side, pulling at it, stepping right over the yellow tape-

down the long corridor to a different life there stands a man

--- waving frantically ---

as I start slipping, see all of the wet soapiness all around he was trying to warn me about 

and go down

legs splayed, hands covered in soap suds, dull ache in my ass there is a strange moment of peace

yes, I think, this is the truth of it:

I have ZERO IDEA WHAT I AM DOING.