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poetry by j matthew waters

obscure crimes and self-inflicted wounds


that man you once knew
full of anger and pride and misguided
intentions
he’s gone now

I made sure of it

I got him drunk on his own whiskey
and drove him far out of town
kicked him out with just a knapsack
and a flashlight and a pocketful of change
told him to never dare come back

I was just glad I didn’t have
to threaten him with my pistol
and as soon I get stitched up
and cleared to go home
I’m going to bury that damn
thing out back
for the very last time


february two thousand fifteen
copyright j matthew waters
all rights reserved

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5 thoughts on “obscure crimes and self-inflicted wounds

  1. a powerful poem ~ sometimes you just have to get rid of the past and start anew.

  2. Wow, so well written. Love this one.

  3. a very real feeling of depression to this. not sure if that is what you wanted to say but you convey images in your poems that the reader can interpret as they wish. i would like to have that knack.

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