poetry by j matthew waters

finding my way back home

I wander outside forgotten lines
once alive inside stories
brimming with possible salvation
now abandoned by the wayside

flashes of light dart in and out
of moss covered ravines
reminding me of one-eyed jackrabbits
racing on freshly paved roadways
testing the very laws of physics

whether in this century or the next
I’ve trained myself to exploit loopholes
and uncover wormholes
be it traveling stealthily into the future
or ever so slowly
finding my way back home

august two thousand eighteen
copyright j matthew waters
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