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