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poetry by j matthew waters

under construction


the borders are porous
like interconnecting dreams
where one place leads to the next
until eventually you’re backed into a corner
expected to answer
questions from past events
you’re certain never existed

the borders are porous
and the underground tunnels are as real
as supersonic air travel
stampedes running at full speed
seemingly 185 miles per hour
(giving chase or)
being chased by every enemy
known to man

and the borders are porous
like a dam in disrepair
these small river towns
becoming inundated by innuendo
every able man and woman
found guilty by association
locked away and certain to drown
for no apparent reason




september two thousand eighteen
copyright j matthew waters
all rights reserved

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