poetry by j matthew waters

where oh where can she be

she’s in a better place now
he mumbled to himself
retying his wingtips on the bathroom stool
dabbing his finger with his tongue
and erasing old smudge marks

she never felt comfortable
walking in her own shoes
choosing instead to be someone else
like a promising young star
searching for that perfect role

he walked back into the parlor
and mingled among the living
wondering where in the macrocosm
her consciousness had landed
now that her body lay in state

june two thousand fourteen
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6 thoughts on “where oh where can she be

  1. This is really sad – but so beautiful, and very often the kind of feeling we are left with!

  2. I wonder too where do we all fit in

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