Sleeping more after I wake up
gives the whole day a tinge of unreality.
It’s a hiccup
gives the whole day a tinge of unreality.
It’s a hiccup
in time, a pencil click on an empty cup.
The day gains or loses elasticity
when I sleep more after I wake up,
The day gains or loses elasticity
when I sleep more after I wake up,
and a whole troop of faery sheep
enters the vicinity,
cloven hooves a-tapping like hiccups
enters the vicinity,
cloven hooves a-tapping like hiccups
a-knocking on my stoop.
I find I have a proclivity
to sleep even more after I wake up,
I find I have a proclivity
to sleep even more after I wake up,
expecting that the awakening
may be abrupt—
head blown off the dimity
by a trump-hiccup.
Well, I’ll herd them
sheep’s asses into my pickuphead blown off the dimity
by a trump-hiccup.
truck and feed the girls on candy—
sleeping ever more after I wake up.
Waking’s just a hiccup.
