Inside my thought canopy
She opens my eyelids comically and methodically With adorably squinty concentrating effort Takes a spoonful of sleep and pours it in systematically Just like that I feel the carby slowdown of my entire body My declining posture from sitting to half sitting to the most bad-for-your-back half lie down Sleep, she comes in such a sure and entitled way: "I own you for the next 7-9 hours" Mr. Bladder quietly from downstairs, "We'll see about that" Sometimes, Sleep, see she can elude you. No rest for the wicked is what people say. An empty mind is the devil's workshop they say. But aren't you supposed to empty your mind in order to attract a restful state of mind conducive to sleep? Does lucid dreaming come easily to Type As? It would be frustrating for them if it didn't There's so much you can do instead with the time you're body's slaved to sleep Invention of water vacuums or is it vaccums That would make it so no toilet floor wou