poetry by j matthew waters

highway survivor

there are no lawyers here
so there is no one
to call or point fingers at

I’m just sitting here on the
highway’s shoulder
figuring out my next move

I see everything at once
and without even trying
I’m getting quite used to it

the wreck across the way
is mine but it’s been
five or ten or fifty years ago

sure seems like yesterday

I keep thinking maybe one day
I might branch out
and try my hand at haunting

august two thousand thirteen
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13 thoughts on “highway survivor

  1. Yeeek – the hairs on the back of my neck just twitched! A very unexpected ending.

  2. haunting is overrated…wring every last drop you can out of this life 🙂

  3. what a fun spooky scene – great last lines! K

  4. Superb, his ghost tore right through me – really liked it…shiver.

  5. The first line yanked me in strongly.
    I love ghosts.
    I love that you get the sense of the ghost being untethered, considering their next move but knowing they are looking at the past…

  6. I too enjoyed this. 🙂

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