Falling Asleep At 5: 30

Poem By Charles Chaim Wax

in the afternoon
the sweetest part of my life
no solutions
life stained
an adamantine wrinkle
in my heart
wanting oblivion

Comments about Falling Asleep At 5: 30

I think I like being asleep better than being awake, I really do.
interesting poem...one i really enjoyed reading...where would we be without those renewing naps? best regards-faith
On which side of 5: 30 was this poem written, Charles. It 'feels' like one of those nap inspired 'things'. Nice.

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