A Drug That Wakes the Near Dead

http://www.nytimes.com/2011/12/04/magazine/can-ambien-wake-minimally-conscious.html?pagewanted=4&_r=1&ref=general&src=me

Between knowledge and oblivion

I linger

Trapped in hazy dreamscape

Of lost classrooms and endless rivers

Mother found me

Sprawled on asphalt

Unseeing eyes staring into sunlight

Purple welts covering my skin like exploding stars

Days spent fording rivers of netherworld

Trout rising from ceaseless waters

Yet each night after the pill,

My eyes shift to focus,

Returning to land of the living

All too briefly

Before sunrise arrives, 

When darkness descends