How will I know?
When he turns to face the wall.
Why would he do that?
It's called release, recognition,
a return to the womb.
I don't understand.
You don't have to, just accept.
Won't he be lonely?
Only for a little while.
Then?
Open your storeroom of memory
and be glad.
jerry hughes
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/facing-the-wall/
