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poetry by j matthew waters

06 Jan 2019
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a song for the dead


I keep telling myself I’m not afraid
repeating the phrase as if it’s my mantra
each letter embossed on my skin
images of hearts etched in my mind

I tell myself I’m no longer afraid
to fall asleep in the dead of night
grateful to have found my voice
relieved knowing I finally have a song




january two thousand nineteen
copyright j matthew waters
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5 thoughts on “a song for the dead”

  1. floweringink on said:

    “each letter embossed on my skin”….love this!

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  2. Jonathan Caswell on said:

    Reblogged this on By the Mighty Mumford and commented:
    THE DEAD NEED SONGS SUNG FOR THEM, TOO! l)

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