poetry by j matthew waters

I was walking the dog under the catwalk

it was then I decided something
needed to change
after all I had whiskey and something
sour in that place I once took for granted

how dare I succumb to the status quo
after all I’ve been through

how could someone like me put up with
the mundane and the ordinary
when everyone else damn well knows
there are skies to touch
and happily-ever-afters to uncover

every time I walk your dog
I repeat out loud those poetic verses
found only inside
my suddenly missing manuscript

june two thousand seventeen
copyright j matthew waters
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6 thoughts on “I was walking the dog under the catwalk

  1. This is one of your best, I think. Who knows what you’re actually talking about, buy I’m imagining it being about a married couple — one standing up for his rights to an exciting life, the other hiding his writing because that’s what she blames his desire on. 🙂

  2. The lost manuscript… I think I know that sensation.

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