Alarm Clock

They're small and tired. So tired.
I'm opening them now. Slowly.
It hurts.
blink fast. Scraping. Hurts.
Wide! Big! Hold!
The sun takes sharp stabs at them,
but the knives are warm. My skin feels good.
It makes me feel good too.

I remember now. How did I forget?

Stupid.

It tightens now, My heart.
twists like a wet towel,
shrinking rasin.
I can't move.
No pain, no tears, no cries, no energy

Just breathing...

I can taste the thick dryness at the back of my tongue
Now I remember I'm thirsty.
I haven't yet remembered that I'm hungry too.

I'm still alive, again.
Good morning.

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