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poetry by j matthew waters

rock cornish game hen under glass


at the rehearsal dinner father
decided on cornish game hen and
purple potatoes and string beans

everyone eventually figured out
how to get at the damn thing
either by word-of-mouth or
step-by-step instructions

as the servers cleared the tables
all I could think about was how we
used to smoke hash under glass
right there on his dining room table





november two thousand seventeen
copyright j matthew waters
all rights reserved

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5 thoughts on “rock cornish game hen under glass

  1. Shawna on said:

    I don’t know if it’s my phone or what, but lately, the audio recording bar has been covering up the last line of your poems. So I’m often missing the last few words.

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