You are now aware of your eyelashes,
long, graceful, and gently
pulling away from your eyelid.
You are now aware of the last time
like a dead branch from a tall tree,
on the surface of your vision.
when the lights are off
and the full moon gazes,
through your window,
you will wake with a sudden start –
a pain in your eye,
an eyelash that is not your own.