Nap Cap

Sleep is concerned with how you think:
disappear from your shelf
and you'll never know
who wrote you.

Dream hands are multiple
and your nights are carpenters
who only use
sandpaper.

Nails are an affront
to the corpses of trees
and hail is a welcome
break from the rain.

Pain is a virtue
because it means you're awake.

That's why twenty minutes
wears well on wet hair
ready to dry
at a pillow's notice.

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