poetry by j matthew waters

transformation embraced

now that death is upon us
the curse of darkness has been lifted
replaced by a faint light
gradually expanding in the dead of night

fear not the universe next door
having frequented your once lucid dreams
providing glimmers of hope
when otherwise preoccupied with despair

closure is but a paradox
like a cold case begging to be unwrapped
if for no other reason
than as a reminder you’ll always be loved

november two thousand eighteen
copyright j matthew waters
all rights reserved

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