Afternoon, Saturday

The group nap brings a household together
In ritual glory at the feet of infinity

We divide our minds to roam 
That earth bound heaven lit by sleep

To each the twitches and stitches to suit 
As reach meets every grasp for fruit 

And strawberries are not only red 
But the taste of perfect dim harmony

A yellow door keeps the faithful 
Ready to enter and sorry to leave

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