poetry by j matthew waters

scooping dirt like clockwork

there are sunflower seeds
wrapped in paper towel inside
plastic sandwich bag
stowed away in kitchen drawer

above in cabinet canister of coffee
frequently removed from shelf
one or two scoops taken from within
right around sunrise
placed back nonchalantly

eventually container goes empty
the scoop left to its own devices
seeds still seemingly forgotten
dying to be found again

january two thousand eighteen
copyright j matthew waters
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5 thoughts on “scooping dirt like clockwork

  1. these objects convey sadness and loss. love it.

  2. denise0904 on said:

    reclamation and rebirth poems…love them

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