"And so much depends, I told Augustus, upon a blue sky cut open by the branches of the trees above. So much depends upon the transparent G-tube erupting from the gut of the blue-lipped boy. So much depends upon this observer of the universe," (18.247). This is the poem that Hazel makes up while waiting for the ambulance to come and get Augustus at the gas station. She recites a poem, but the poem ends. She continues by making up one about what events are happening and that calms him down.