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






me gusta Dr. Pepper 🙂
sweet!
“So, ask me no more questions, I’ll tell you no more lies.”
I love those sing-songy clapping games. 🙂
Clever stitching.
Thank you
slice of real life – nice
Thank you, Beth.
this one’s a good episode for the new Twilight Zone 😉
Thank you so much, Bonny Blogger!
wow, I love the stories told in your poems!
Thank you very much, Neha, I’m thrilled you enjoy my work.
of course, always a pleasure to read! 🙂