napsack

in my napsack
i would pack a snack
(raspberry flapjack),
a stack of maps,
and a stash of naps
for when i’d lapse
into lethargy
as the ennui
came upon me.

on the brink,
i would slink
inside the sack,
and grab a wink
or two
(i always packed at least forty just in case).
 

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