friendless, formless, floating away, falling apart
realizations follow from recognitions of events
what once seemed solid has flowed away
slipped right through my fingers like so much else
wasting away, apathy steals everything
apoplectic at how his life is being stolen
by time, by nothing more than his immobility
stuck in a rut and not searching for a way out
not truly trying just sitting back as the walls
begin to rise.