poetry by j matthew waters

the beautiful ones

rat races don’t give us any answers
but certainly lead to many questions
especially when gathered in social settings
giving thanks to days long gone and
offering sacrifices for a better tomorrow

as it turned out there were few secluded
spaces where we could gather unnoticed
guarded by a dwindling workforce
but cherishing the time we had together
isolated from all the violence and death

may two thousand eighteen
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