THE SLEEP WALKER

THE SLEEP WALKER

I sleep

Walked

Into the

Kitchen.

Tummy

Rumbling

I sought

Cake.

Opening 

The refrigerator 

For a minute

I sniffed...

Then, the scent

Of frosting

Reached 

Me 

I had found 

It!

Still asleep,

I cut

A large

Piece...

It was not so

Soct

To the 

Knife

But

I chalked

It up

To being

In the

Fridge.

I bit into

It

Delighting

In the taste...

It was

A little odd

Though...

Spicy salty

Not butter

Sugary...

Strange

Thought a 

Part

Of my

Brain!

You're eating 

The chicken!

The words

Woke me

Up.

Lo!

Hands and 

Mouth

Covered 

In gravy.

I sat there

Wide awake 

Eating

Chicken

Not cake!

   FREDERIKA MENEZES