poetry by j matthew waters

ask me no questions

the change in wind’s direction
clocks wound back or forth sixty minutes
exiting happy hour without a plan
the gradual tilt of the earth

there’s 85% cocoa in the fridge
beer & root beer & jerky
16 oz. plastic bottle of Dr. Pepper
help yourself ~ mi casa es su casa

two weeks ago & four blocks away
sinkhole kidnaps a family of four
never does ask for ransom
word on the street saying its
bound to happen time and again

polltakers go house to house
writing down dishonest answers
to the most innocuous questions

december two thousand seventeen
copyright j matthew waters
all rights reserved

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11 thoughts on “ask me no questions

  1. me gusta Dr. Pepper 🙂

  2. “So, ask me no more questions, I’ll tell you no more lies.”

    I love those sing-songy clapping games. 🙂

    Clever stitching.

  3. slice of real life – nice

  4. this one’s a good episode for the new Twilight Zone 😉

  5. wow, I love the stories told in your poems!

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