At a loss

His time is lost and eludes him.
Words are hard to find, but anger
Rises easily. Maybe it's all those
Missing words and the slipping
Time that make him mad. I know
It makes me sad and infuriates.
I feel unmoored. How must he be 
Feeling? He's the one whose lost
Time and misplaced his thoughts.
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