Two Medical Professionals

Yes, I’m exhausted.
No, I’m not ready for bed.
Those are not the same.

Motivated

Slept till my recumbence judge
Grew bored and gave my brain a nudge
Toilet, toothbrush, shaver, shower
Underway on unclear power

Weefolking

The wee ones aren’t my favorite folk.
To some they’re racist or a joke,
Delightful or the stuff of memes,
But they don’t see the wee in dreams
Like I do every frightful night
Exhaustion triumphs over fear
When I succumb to sleep, then hear
That gleeful cackle signifying
Weefolk infestation. Crying
Nightly leaves my bedclothes soaking
Not from wee, but from weefolking.

Goal-Disoriented

The destination matters less
Than how you get there, so they say,
But now I’m here I must confess
I fell asleep along the way
And since I don’t have GPS
The only card I’ve got to play
Reads “You Are Here” with no address.
I don’t know where I am. Ask “they.”

Priori-Zzzs

So much stuff to do!
But sleep comes first.
The other things will keep.

Mantra Du Matin

Je ne suis pas prête.
Trop tôt. Voici une pensée:
Arrêtez le monde!

I am not ready.
It’s too early. Here’s a thought:
Make the world stop!

Why Your Son (Or Daughter) Is Up

Look! The sun is up!
(Fifteen or so hours pass…)
Look! The sun’s still up!

Feedback Loop

When I’ve had a nap
I can’t get to sleep at night
So I’ll need a nap

Fabulous Hare Loss

The greatest (fake) upset in sport is
When that rabbit let the tortoise
Close a massive gap by choosing
Napping over work and losing
When they clearly could have won
By staying wakeful till they’d run
Across the finish line. The moral:
Sleep is good.
No notes.
No quarrel.

“I’ll See You In My Dreams”

When you haven’t slept
Nightmares are the promises
That you haven’t kept