Cats are masters of the art of sleeping.
Even the smallest kitten has the knack
Of dropping off mid-purr, mid-stalk,
Kittens have two states:
In motion or asleep, with no transition.
Every cat knows the trick
Of napping on a stack of books,
A chair back, pile of Lego – anywhere,
And sprawled, contorted in impossible shapes.
I envy them. My amateur attempts –
The armchair doze, the Sunday morning lie-in –
Are feeble imitations of their sleepy art.
Notes: This would have been longer (and probably will be eventually) but I am feeling an urge to curl up and nap…