On a bunk bed all day, I slept and
Exhausted, constantly slumbering 
I resolved to remain quite awake!

Did I work or did I bunk work? I
Reflected reflected reflected!
Is slumber work anti and sinful?

Is work each time a step, a shift, that’s
Visible, enormous, physical
Not minute, not unseen, I wonder.

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