Caveat: Poem #3167 “Falling asleep, and then” Monday - 2025-04-07, 05:03 Monday - 2025-04-07 A Daily Poem / Book 4 / Haikuish Objects / My Poetry & Fiction ㅁ Those hypnagogic moments when the brain zaps flourish: not quite "zen"... I jolt awake, as if the gods had poked at me with cattle prods. – a quatrain in iambic tetrameter. Previous PostCaveat: Links #136 Next PostCaveat: Poem #3168 “Eighty-fifth stanza” Leave a Reply Cancel replyYour email address will not be published. Required fields are marked *CommentName* Email* Website Save my name, email, and site URL in my browser for next time I post a comment.