Awake

I could feel
my eyes dripping
out of my head

they sloshed around
fell into my lap
then oozed away
from the mattress

sightless, yet still
very much awake
my body melts
beneath both warmth
and chill

It teased me in
a blaze of frost and flame
it danced above my head
while my pillow
ate away
my soul

lovers who quarrel
the cousin of death
does not want to be
seen with a tired
old fool

I cry and I cry
but I no longer
have eyes
yet still
I see into
tomorrow