too much, too fast
gorging each bit
each morsel
the brain begins to swell

the eyes flitting
unconsciously
unable to close
firm and certain

like a lid over a container not made for it
(yet still pushing... hoping it was the right one)

has it been 10 years?
has it really been - no - 10 years?
sleeping

awoken by
a shard of glass
sticking out from the
chest in the attempt
to reach for
something inside...

if there was yet
anything left inside

just to see if the dust
for so long has settled
on memories, no longer there

is it time to sleep again?