Wanting a Time Machine

Another poem before the end of the night, a butterfly or mirror cinquain for Brian’s prompt on the theme of wasted time. Sleep is important, but when I’m really depressed, I don’t really like to do very much so sometimes want to sleep for hours during the day. I have not felt like this since 2 weeks or so ago. 😀


Sweet sleep
Beckoning me,
Wanting a time machine
Or a chance for starting over,
I wait —
Trying
Not to waste more time with closed eyes,
Today I’ve already
Napped enough, please
Enjoy.

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