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poetry by j matthew waters

station to station


I found myself repeatedly moving the dial
clapping randomly at small somethings
flying in my face
sent in one by one by some
strange god testing my mid-summer mettle
uninterested in my inner well-being
let alone my outwardly comical countenance
instead secretly intercepting frequencies
concocting far worse consequences
involving matters of life and death




august two thousand eighteen
copyright j matthew waters
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2 thoughts on “station to station

  1. koolaid on said:

    I love this poem. Especially this:

    “clapping randomly at small somethings”

    If we don’t do that, we miss life.

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