They have a word for people like you,
‘vegetative’ it is, I think.
You have not moved in sixteen years.
You have not thought for yourself.
Your bones are breaking under your own weight.
I know another fellow though,
real live gentleman, stuck in a rut is all.
They’ve got him on a breather and
a big folding bed and he’s intubated
like a science project but god damn,
when they get him back on his feet
what will be your excuse?
The Hell with you, I think.
I think the other guy though,
after a few good sits
and a few more colorful dressings-down,
he’s gonna be alright.
the sieve and the sand 
i have this picture in my head of a huge dude who was taken out of a house by knocking out a wall and then using a whale crane…
cant remember if its from the news or some movie.
either way. horrifying.
perfectly written.