poetry by j matthew waters

the map room

I’ve no idea where you’ve been
but you keep telling me I appear
in and out of your crystal ball

I hadn’t checked on my horoscope
in over a week
mostly because I kept getting it
wrong on a daily basis

There is this map room I’m not
supposed to know about
even though it appears
to be common knowledge

I decided not to go there
instead stuck to my instincts
walking along the riverfront
like I do most every night
attempting to connect the dots
buried deep beyond the stars

july two thousand seventeen
copyright j matthew waters
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6 thoughts on “the map room

  1. denise0904 on said:

    a map poem …atlast lol you write such entertaining poems

  2. super, love the way it reads and flows….

  3. again and again, love your work

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