Unacceptable

He pulled away from our company little by little, as if he was

somewhat sad

as if somewhat strangely serene, as if he had discovered

something great and incommunicable — a headless statue,

a star, a truth

the final and only truth — “which truth?” we asked him. He

didn’t answer as if he knew we couldn’t even have wished

to know.

The first stone

was cast by his friends. His opponents couldn’t be stopped.

At the trial they asked him again and again. He said no word.

Then the judge rang the bell loudly, yelled, turned angry,

ordered silence, so that the silence of the accused couldn’t

be heard.

The guilty verdict was unanimous.

One by one we turned and leaned our heads against the wall.

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