poetry by j matthew waters

Retiring somewhere near Mendocino Bay

We were dead set on going out west
to California no less
north of wine country where we could
easily assimilate without much effort

There were details to work out
such as putting the pets up for adoption
and finding new sitters
for the children’s children

With little left to do in a town where
everyone knows your name
we consider ourselves history
just as soon as we mastermind
our final final bank heist

may two thousand eighteen
copyright j matthew waters
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