Mind's Great Ocean

I close my eyes and you are dead
on opening them
you are right there in front of me
like a ghost from a previous life?
 and in every corner
you are sitting on the fig tree bold as brass
and in the dark muddy tunnels
 with the groundhogs
you are flashing before me
when I blink
you are alive when my eyes are wide open
but when I close them
you are dead.