poetry by j matthew waters

in search of that which may not exist

there were cheers everywhere
and for a brief moment
I thought it had something to do with me

but then I quickly realized
I hadn’t done anything special
and I was no different than the next guy
down the aisle

as the stadium emptied I
stayed in my seat
imagining myself in the spotlight
and how that must feel

while the lights were powering down
they quietly escorted me
down the concourse
and out onto the street

never looking back I became attracted
to the nearest neon light
subconsciously convincing myself
I might find stardom
somewhere down the line

april two thousand seventeen
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4 thoughts on “in search of that which may not exist

  1. I search for pots of gold and unicorns too but they do exist. I just have not found any yet.

  2. Shawna on said:

    This is so sad. 😦 But very, very good.

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