Poor Tony's Withdrawal and seizure (p. 306)
Time wasn’t passing so much as kneeling beside him in a torn tee-shirt disclosing the rodent-nosed tits of a man who disdains the care of his once-comely bod.
Context
Mid-seizure, the sequence's coda: time takes its final personification — Poor Tony's dead father, shiva-rent tee-shirt and all, kneeling beside the convulsing body as the obstetric hallucination builds toward PUSH. Every shape time has worn in this scene (ants, fowl, assailant, shit) resolves into the one figure who declared him dead while alive. Time-perception and fathers-sons fused in a single sentence.