waking

to see the day is lost

scattered to the wind

beyond the plains

of dreams forgotten

behind lids of

eyes

scorched and bloodshot

wincing

light peeking through

falling dark

once more

hours chased away

by ravenous sleep

swallowing whole

all of today

tomorrow bleeding through

the veil

lifted

caught in the palm of

lost hours

weary at their touch

longing for

their return

awaiting

yet evaded