 ONE LINE
one line
ONE LINE
How I long to be pregnant, to carry a child
To have a baby of my own, to nurture our creation
A Miracle of Life
I have taken a hundred of them, the six inch white stick
Read the directions, even though they're all the same
Piss on the stick, lay it down
Watch with hopeful fear, dread, anticipation
I know in my heart only One Line will ever show
Even though the fantasy is two
How will I react? How will I tell Dennis?
Throw it in the trash within one minute
You hear all the stories "As soon as I peed on it, it turned purple"
"As soon as I peed on it, there were Two Lines"
It is in the trash face up, as always, time after time
Go back to make sure, you know, I didn't wait five minutes
I'll check it again, bend down closer, squint to see it,
Don't take it out of the trash, look at it again, cover it over
Hide it in the bottom, ashamed I took another knowing
there would only be one line, that is all there has ever been One Line
But I have the symptoms, damn it, aching breasts, tingling nipples, crying for no reason, mood swings. All of it, I even feel nauseas and gag at the slightest foul odor - road kill.
I just want a baby so bad, I am convinced - sort of - that I am pregnant, but the test only has One Line.
-Trish | 
