captured

the tumble and slip
in
the hall sends him down.
blood
but no stitches.
away he goes
in the red boxed truck,
lying
in the back at the hands
of young people
who want to help.
the wires, the tubes,
the beeping of
machines.
one slip and now this,
after a life of
slips.
captured at last to get
to the bottom
of this.