poetry by j matthew waters

the eyes of the sun

in the morning I shall die
once again becoming
lost to the rays of the sun
like a white horse
and grazing
in an unfenced field

how many ensuing years
(or dare I say centuries)
shall come to pass
before completely understanding
why the sun herself
refuses to die

december two thousand eighteen
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