poetry by j matthew waters

like a bat out of hell

there was no dalliance
it was all a dream
how it seemed so real
by the time I woke up
I felt guilty as sin

you two are thick as thieves
the warden said
in that movie
or was it a Stephen King
short story

I awoke in a sweat
glock ticking on bed stand
safety all set
tick tick ticking away
tempting me to hit snooze

I didn’t feel lucky
having no idea how many
bullets if any
remained in the chamber
so I quietly backed away

and so there she had me
backed up against a wall
demanding all over again
what’s it going to be
what’s it going to be

september two thousand eighteen
copyright j matthew waters
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6 thoughts on “like a bat out of hell

  1. I love this. The ending has me grinning. 🙂

  2. Sometimes there is simply no good end… the glock ticking is a menacing thing.

  3. damn! glock/clock metaphor the snooze of eternity. another great one.

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