poetry by j matthew waters

running on empty

reborn into this world
no longer can I say
I don’t belong
can no longer keep quiet
my doubts about
making it out alive
once the fossil fuels are gone

putting down half-filled shots
of eighty proof rye
rocket scientists collude with
future historians
rewriting how everything
precisely went down
once the reserves ran dry

may two thousand fourteen
copyright j matthew waters
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8 thoughts on “running on empty

  1. Scratching an annoying itch
    Lodged in the back of my mind,
    A great callousness I find
    Within the realms of Nature,
    Laughter that Earth will survive
    The self-caused extinction of man.

  2. Reblogged this on stgreenie and commented:
    Very thoughtful poetry

  3. This line resonated with me:

    I don’t belong
    can no longer keep quiet

    It reminds me why readers identify with outsider protagonists that make a bold stand. Great words, John!

  4. Wonderful words, John, and I’ve enjoyed listening to your voice, too. It adds more life to your amazing writing!

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