Read a poem by another poet written
on the same day:

the poem pain of childbirth

how  to give birth
to this cheery little shit

a pine cone a sugar pine cone
coming out the wrong way

I grunt I cuss I push and pull
my stomach grumbles
my large intestine howls

I keep trying and trying
every few hours
all day all night

I try tea, pills, aloe vera juice
then finally finally
at 315 it comes out