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poetry by j matthew waters

stuck on track eleven


half dozen white-eyed blackbirds
pace and fidget on a shelf
grooving to the white album
and lip-syncing at will

unsure what brought them there
not one of them cares
not as long as there are nuts to crack
and old-time rock to hear



may two thousand seventeen
copyright j matthew waters
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6 thoughts on “stuck on track eleven

  1. “lip-synching at will” haha!

  2. haha! this is great — gimme that old time RnR -not that new stuff that they put in the hall of fame — (that’s not RnR IMHO) I’ll schmooze with the blackbirds too — bring it on! 😀

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