Days keep
Happening to me
Do other people move
Through time?
I am rooted here
And time rushes over me
Like the river
Flows over Her boulders.
Time moves
I stay still
Not becoming better
Wearing away
Maybe imperceptibly
By day
But surely.
I’m not arriving
At anywhere I should be
I’m just here
Wet
And flooded by minutes
And seconds
While I remain
The same
Never any closer
To what I’ve been told
I should be.