talking in squeaky voices,
cooing
like pigeons around
a stroller
where a new round pink
baby is swaddled
in a blanket.
they pass the child around
like a delicate jewel
removed from under
glass.
someone says, hey, come
here, look at this new
baby. see how cute
and adorable and sweet
she is. you can hold her
if you want.
i politely say no, thanks,
i'm good.
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