poetry by j matthew waters

closer to home

when the terrorists moved in down the
street the other week
I worried nonstop for the safety of my children
and my two thousand twelve chevrolet

since moving in they’d been stockpiling
weapons in the two-car garage

when I called the police
they said there was nothing they could do

they’re living here legally
they said
and they’ve purchased the necessary
ammunition stamps

pausing with phone in hand
I stood looking out the bay window
watched the registered sex offender
(across the street and two doors down)
jump in his sports car and race away

my hands by my side I could barely hear the
officer on the other end repeatedly asking
hello hello hello

august two thousand fourteen
copyright j matthew waters
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7 thoughts on “closer to home

  1. Norma Waters on said:

    Good, but kind of creepy!

    Sent from my iPhone


  2. Along with our National Anthems we are given an innoculation of fear

  3. there goes the neighborhood 🙂 K

  4. this can be read in so many ways.. but primarily I read that uneasiness and suspicion creeping into the neighborhood.. yes that exist all the time I think

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