that feeling of my hand on my wife’s belly
just above the pubic
where we have had sex before
and the terror that there is a child in there
come from two cells
and I wonder what the child thinks
when I place my cold hand there
or when we have sex
it frightens me to think
that she remembers any intimate act
and I wonder if my parents also did the same
and if all of us have experienced being made more than once
experienced when we were made while we were being made
as we were being made