in the afternoon
the sweetest part of my life
no solutions
life stained
an adamantine wrinkle
in my heart
wanting oblivion
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.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I think I like being asleep better than being awake, I really do.