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poetry by j matthew waters

Underground Café


No wires needed here
just plant yourself
in a pod
plunge yourself in
fantastical worlds

Supersonic speeds
flash images
long ago
boarding upon
magic carpet rides

History repeats
on movie screens
living dead
pretend nothing
ever existed

One way tickets
turn into gold
down below
where white rabbits
introduce new holes



october two thousand thirteen
copyright j matthew waters
all rights reserved

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5 thoughts on “Underground Café

  1. Oh..love this fantasy world where we can get lost and regain our lost humanity — Hugs

  2. Only you can describe this secrets world well.

  3. bonny's avatarcyberbonn on said:

    🙂

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