Charles Chaim Wax


Charles Chaim Wax Poems

1. I Locked The Cable Release 11/30/2005
2. First Time Out West 4/26/2005
3. At Four In The Afternoon 4/26/2005
4. The Etiology Of Silence 4/21/2005
5. Gone 5/9/2005
6. Care 5/10/2005
7. For Some Time Now 9/29/2005
8. I Remember 9/29/2005
9. Living And Dying 9/30/2005
10. Freezing 10/3/2005
11. Numbers 10/3/2005
12. Not A Precise Report 10/4/2005
13. Sermon Of A Soon To Be Zen Master 10/4/2005
14. The Frosty Season 10/7/2005
15. Following The Scent 3/10/2006
16. A Wholly Unprecedented Wound 3/14/2006
17. Bits Of Dust Blown About 4/13/2006
18. Love’s Last Shift 4/16/2006
19. July 4th 4/19/2006
20. The Three Marks Of Existence 4/20/2006
21. Money 4/20/2006
22. When Hearts Are Crushed By Vast Stones 11/8/2005
23. The Great Activity Of Karma 11/8/2005
24. O Brave And Faithful Dream 11/9/2005
25. As The Sweat Poured 11/7/2005
26. Watching His Movements With Great Diligence 3/9/2006
27. Another Life 5 4/4/2006
28. Another Life 6 4/5/2006
29. Another Life 7 4/5/2006
30. For The Last Forty-Two Years 4/5/2006
31. To Whom The Gods Have Not Given Long Life 4/6/2006
32. When Treasure Stepped Into Meng’s 4/6/2006
33. Inscribed On This Gravestone Of Flesh 4/8/2006
34. Possibly The Most Dazzling Woman In The World 4/8/2006
35. With Respect, An Explication For Mr. Konisberg 4/8/2006
36. On March 14th, At 8: 10 In The Evening, The Phone Rang. 2/22/2006
37. Hitherto Abounding With Copious Life 12/31/2005
38. No Greater Love 1/3/2006
39. The Anointed One 2/3/2006
40. Coney Island #33 1/20/2006
Best Poem of Charles Chaim Wax

A Day In The Life Of An Aspiring Transvestite

Tired of typing gibberish
on a rainy Sunday
I journeyed to Brooklyn’s famous
Kings Plaza Mall
and wandered
until Victoria’s Secret blazed before me
the placed packed with yearning women
and then I spotted a tall Transvestite prancing
into a Dressing Room
I waited for the howl
but heard not a peep from anyone
and five minutes later he pranced out.
“If he can so can I.”
So selected a tent like leather bikini
and held it up before me
twirling around twice
next I frolicked to cosmetics
where I purchased a red Max Factor lipstick
then smeared ...

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I Refused The Glance

a tiny man
in a toy coffin
eight years
my best buddy
kidneys dead
spent
endless
hours each week
captured by the machine

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