An Afternoon Hibernation

Through the fog of a midday nod she asked,
“Are you still sleeping?”

Awake enough to recognize the danger I answered,
“Not anymore.”

But that was barely true and my lack of coherence showed
When I asked, “Why are you calling me from upstairs?”

Because any potential trouble should be instigated.
That’s how I roll…

It seemed my nap was a full blown sleep
Taking hours to complete.

If someone had only told me that was wrong
Besides, cat naps are for, um, those

Who can’t give into the beauty
Of full blown daytime sleeping.

To me that’s a waste of time
And I’m no, um, cat napper.

If I hurry, though, I could close my eyes
For a quick twenty minutes before they get home.

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