It's funny how
he thinks he is
still 20 years old
And he calls
out to his mother
who has been gone
like, forever
and sucks his
food as a baby
would upon his
mother's breast
But his gaze is
on me as I move
about the room
as I tie feeders
around necks
I know he has
some functions
his brain is not
dead His gaze roams
over my body as any
healthy man's would
I'm not allowed
to know he's peeking