Final Days - 1

I just regained my sight
and saw myself floating
in between the silvery sky,
the knitted daffodils, and
the natural delights.

Eyes closed; eyes wide shut.
In the stranger's land;
sunken in the night;
drunken in the drips;
I sweat and then smiled.

Beneath those closed eyes,
were the hot summer days,
the screaming on an old tape,
the lost Roman chain, and
an unknown tomorrow.

To be continued...