My eyelids falling falling falling falling

Quick flashes of ah and silver
from the epilepsied seizureling
t.v. screen
remind me of the wallful
sun
(armovereyesbrightbright)
passing through the trees
when riding in the backseat.

And it's reglowing the fading embers of
my awareness that i'm in
side and in dark and in alone,

and not watching passing trees in
some sweet's backseat some warm
afternoon.