Slumber-powered

So does sleep beckon to you

In the middle of an afternoon,

Waving arms, wriggling fingers?

Almost jumping up and down to

Get your attention when Sleep

Realizes that so much action

Would simply drive you away.

What it wants is your REM cycles,

Energy from your dreams powered

By all that tossing and turning.

When you do wake up, still

Tired and the aches embedded

Deeper in your shoulders, chalk

It up to the demands of Sleep.