Too Tired To...

my eyes see the other side
not realizing what is there,
ahead straight they stare,
moments pass...
up they look
then back down again;
blurred images
sitting in holsters
without color
yet, reflecting them all;
moments pass...
lids close slowly,
opening fast,
startled...
looking around for something
tangible,
something real,
wondering why
it has been so dark and
silent all night.

2Jul14