poetry by j matthew waters

like no tomorrow

my inner clock
wakes me when
I am tired
reminds me to take
pictures of my past
whether or not I’ll ever
revisit them

napping on couch
sunrays creep inside
my cobweb dreams
shaking them
making my eyelids flutter

photographs flash
frame after frame
like an accelerating
motion picture
the sun hardly
visible on bright canvass
falling rapidly like a
comet with no tomorrow

october two thousand sixteen
copyright j matthew waters
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8 thoughts on “like no tomorrow

  1. A great image of life. Been there – still doing it.

  2. I feel like I could’ve written this, John. Wonderful!

  3. My dreams often tries to pull me back again… they are carnivorous

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