poetry by j matthew waters

bringing me back to life

when the heart monitor flatlined
I arose from the operating table
sat in the corner and studied the eyes
of frantic men and women
shouting and striking me relentlessly

on the far corner of the room
an agent stood faintly glowing
arms crossed and toe tapping
occasionally glancing
at the monitor on the rack

it was a friday morning and I
found myself comfortably curious
pondering what enlightening
adventures this pulsating persona
had in store for me

prepared to move on I reached
out my hand over my dead body
determined to become absorbed
into the rhythmically blinking light
before it was too late

january two thousand sixteen
copyright j matthew waters
all rights reserved

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