bad nap

I woke up wrecked
one arm
dead numb 
one leg on
fire
with nerves,
and some one jabbed
and pushed a twisted knot
of flesh into my back. 
My neck 

was drawn
and hot, pulled taut 
and hung at rakish angle, 
crazed and shot with funny
pains when last I tried 
not quite
to straighten and  

untie

I must have slept
on all
this wrong.    
 
This afternoon,
I thought I'd take 
a nice lie down. I'd
stretched luxuriously
within the stolen moment 
I had won, and laid me 
down flat out. Some fun.  

Ah, nah I lied. The nap 
went fine. It just

went way too long.

Four 
hours!
Whoops 

Felt guilty
when I woke,
so I
wrote a poem 

to give myself hell! A bit, 
then
my head got cut off and flew
into a cliff while my body
grew fire all over it, like thick
fur. And it burned to utter smoke,
and the stink of human flesh.
Burnt,
I mean. 

After that I was 
kind of tired