poetry by j matthew waters


We contempt and condemn
compromise and concede
ridicule and joke with
and otherwise
turn a blind eye
to the fact
we have no proof
the roller coaster ride
outside the Earth’s orbit
is meant for our kind.

january two thousand twelve
copyright j matthew waters
all rights reserved

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