Sleeping for a week

Nap it, said the mail to me
Laid down and ate the sun
Got marched-on spoiler legs sitting rough
nothing in me
Save it for dinner
save it for the autumn
Cracks appear noises reduce and calm puts its heels
on a ladder to dance but every grass puff on yard
Side on the train glass I saw my teeth go wild and lips mould
a word, simple
a moment of clarity and a nap