call me crazy or call me dead
it’s never too late for poetry so queen
says to her tea party
it’s past midnight but fire is alive like
bulging moon high above
sometimes long lost friend surprises you
coming back from shallow grave
brand new vinyls replace old school ones
rising up from hellbent ashes
I’ve never been to heaven but I’ve been
to southern california
newly arrived house sparrows build nests
using hammer and nail and trust
in central park all is calm and quite cool
long before all hallow’s eve
january two thousand eighteen
copyright j matthew waters
all rights reserved
jdubqca 
I’ve never been to heaven but I’ve been
to southern california
so have I … you can check in any time you wish
this is true, but you can never leave!