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poetry by j matthew waters

to catch a soul


I am trapped inside this virtual
world where judgments
are issued without warrant
and disenchanted encoders
sip on encrypted whiskey
while laughing silently

without notice shots of pain
stream down the sciatica river
where boys sit on rocks
and pretend to fish
with artificial bait
waiting to steal my soul


june two thousand thirteen
copyright j matthew waters
all rights reserved

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6 thoughts on “to catch a soul

  1. Ah yes! These delightful pains of old age I wake up too each day. I try to pretend they are just a passing phase. If I speak of them they become real.

  2. a poem with depth

  3. Especially like :without notice shots of pain
    stream down the sciatica river

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