I try to stay awake and remember my name

I feel like something I can't close around my palms. I'm there for a moment and slinking away from my own fingertips the next. I'm oozing out, like liquid paste, and running down layers of skin of my wrist. I'm changing, it seems, every few moments, changing again, in the unimaginable reverse, and then changing forward once more. It's a confusing state.