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poetry by j matthew waters

why can’t this place be any better


looking from afar she’s a beauty
dressed in variations of blue and white
spinning in place like a ballerina
poised and full of grace

born into a seemingly endless era
she has lived and died countless times
only to return to confront the dangers
the natural order of things create

unconcerned with the scars modern
minds have fatally placed upon themselves
she feeds on mere mortal wounds
knowing time will heal all things



july two thousand fifteen
copyright j matthew waters
all rights reserved

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2 thoughts on “why can’t this place be any better

  1. I came back to read this again this morning. I really dig it

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