There’s a flood in the apartment above us
pouring down our plaster walls
bulging our ceiling, seeping – about to burst

There’s a flood in the apartment above us

                a flood of love

a very pregnant woman in a bath is giving birth

                and the East River runs like a bride to the sea

the Atlantic crashes its cymbals

                the Mediterranean turns a bit greener
               
the Aegean lifts up her skirt– calling forth Sirens from out of retirement

                It’s the coronation of anticipation
                The ceremony of the well oiled scissors
                The ribbon cutting of life from life

Gift wrap your hearts, quick come see

                a newborn sailing to a bright new world
               
                                naked on a dolphin