"i think i remember
the first time,
i was maybe ten.
in a football stadium,
i remained seated
in a stampede of joy,
felt me sinking lower
lower and lower,
beneath healthier
hooves..."

the hours pass like clouds
on some other higher plane,
far from me
but big enough to see.

and the sunlight performs
its slow surgery
slicing my toes,
before moving upward,
on to more vital, failing
things,
before flashing its badge
and clocking out.

and i start again,
"i think i remember
the first time,
i was maybe ten....."