Denied a nap.
Brain: buffering…
Mood: loading…
Eyes: betray me.
Coffee? futile.
Sun: mocking.
Me: a sinsiesta survivor.
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Author:
Matthew R. Callies (
Online) - Published: March 14th, 2026 00:02
- Comment from author about the poem: sinsiesta (n.) - the negative physical, emotional or mental effects one may experience after being denied an afternoon nap
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It is five PM local time and that is completely correct. My afternoon nap forsook me for reasons unknown. I predict I will now fall asleep in front of the TV this evening, wake up one AM and remain awake for the rest of the night....aaah....
Clever and fun to read this poem describes it well. My afternoon naps take the form of dozes unscheduled when the moment seizes me. A good read Matthew
Matthew, this gave me a good laugh…such a perfect snapshot of that half-awake misery when the body wanted a nap and the world refused. The pacing of the short lines really sells the exhaustion and frustration. It’s simple, sharp, and very relatable. Nicely done, my friend. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
Well written. Thank you for sharing.
Blessings~Katie
That’s so real
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