They have lost their baby... «The Tunnel: Selected Poems»

They have lost their baby down a sewer. They might run to the sea where the sewer empties. Or they might wait where they have lost him; perhaps he returns out of the future, having found his manhood under the city.
Surely they risk his having turned to garbage, an orange peel with a bag of chicken guts.
She is not sure she could love an orange peel with a bag of chicken guts.
It's okay, honey, because everything happens under the smile of God.
But why, in heaven's name, is He smiling?
Because He knows the end.
But aren't we still getting there?
Yes; but He's seen it several times.
Seen what several times?
This movie, the one He produced and directed. The one He starred in
. . . You know, the one where He plays all the parts in a cast of billions
. . . The story of a husband and wife losing their baby down a sewer. . .
Oh that movie; I cried through the whole thing.
(The Epic)