poetry by j matthew waters

egg tempera

there is emotion in your thoughts
and in your dreams
but once awake you are drained
finding yourself wondering
how to start all over again

and so you put on blue jeans
make your way into the kitchen
crack open egg atop butter
melting on hot pan
white and yolk taking over flat surface
like a still life painting
or watercolor
hanging on studio wall

soon thereafter emotions
creep back into your thoughts
rejuvenated by a paltry life
that simply wasn’t meant to be

november two thousand eighteen
copyright j matthew waters
all rights reserve

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