poetry by j matthew waters

just like a satellite

out back the boys chewed
on tobacco they called butterflyweed
and not a one of them had a single
thought in their head

inside the girls worked batch
after batch of monster cookies
television set playing in the background
radio blasting pop rock
not a one of them ever not talking

somewhere along the line
these monarch butterflies fly overhead
like an orange sundog drifting along
arcing like a rainbow through the midday sky

june two thousand seventeen
copyright j matthew waters
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5 thoughts on “just like a satellite

  1. Lovely. Sorry for my lack of participation in commenting and sharing on Twitter, I’ve been unwell. I hope to get back into the swing of things soon.

  2. Wow…😮😮😮

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