poetry by j matthew waters

ticket to ride

it’s way past tea time
just like it was on the night
they called you away

you had no place to go
so you were told
and they strapped you in
one-way ticket in hand

everyone seemed indifferent
about seeing you go
but I was not convinced
pleaded with anyone who would listen
to please reel me back in
and explain one more time
why moon keeps changing her shape

nobody really knows
but there are better ways
to decipher between good or bad
reality versus fantasy
or better yet why this world
keeps spinning without you

it’s best to keep
bullets by your bedside
just in case night watchman
decides it’s your turn to take a ride

january two thousand eighteen
copyright j matthew waters
all rights reserved

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6 thoughts on “ticket to ride

  1. ominous. love it.

  2. denise0904 on said:

    you need special bullets for the nightwatchman to stop him stealing your dreams

  3. This is great; I’m particularly fond of the title and top line together.

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