poetry by j matthew waters

performance of a lifetime

he’s dead she said
as he entered the scene
on the television screen
and I nodded my head

heroin isn’t much of an inspiration
but then again I wouldn’t know
how one can fall so far
after rising so seemingly high
how stardom and make-believe lives
can’t possibly satisfy an ego
starving for the ultimate
out-of-body experience

I don’t want to watch this
anymore she said
and I nodded my head
and we moved on with our lives

march two thousand fifteen
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3 thoughts on “performance of a lifetime

  1. What sadness when brilliance is sucked up in chemicals.

  2. Some consider chemicals a creative catalyst, but the inverse is also true. Great narrative, John, as always!

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