poetry by j matthew waters


off to half a world away
a place never set foot upon
I pray she will accept me

I keep checking my pockets
for identification
but they’re empty now
forever surrendered to the state

I was one of the first
to sign up for mission to mars
my resume somehow
lost in the shuffle
leaving me rethinking
what little options remain

december two thousand seventeen
copyright j matthew waters
all rights reserved

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2 thoughts on “passport

  1. This is so clever.

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