To Nap Or Not To Nap

to nap or not to nap whether it is glorious solitude existing in a dream or awake in the daymare that age has bestowed this day a lonely orphan from an age of bliss wandering now bruised and battered amidst the delusional chaos of mirror neurons whose real gift is not a gift at all but a glad hand minus logic where reason has no season lying lifeless beneath the sheet the silent clarion call echoes the morgues closing door the crowd sent in to help only produce yet more to nap or not to nap that is the question the respite is indeed the call to an age of bliss where cookies and milk had no breath of daymare Oregon 6/23