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poetry by j matthew waters

one fresh lemon and frozen peas


carrots & celery & radishes
those are the easy ones to remember

instead of making a list
I try to recall what’s in the fruit basket
lazy susan and freezer

if only I didn’t have to stop at the pharmacy
everyone hates me there
plus they have my number and long memories

I rarely go down the middle aisles
afraid I may never come out
instead stick to the edges
where I can see real people
peddling real ideas

I tell my text-by-psychiatrist
that I’m not a druggie and never was
but I do like to get high
in the strangest possible ways
and most conspicuous places

she tells me to go on but I don’t
believing she’s really not a she
but rather an under-age sex-bot created
by four freshmen software engineers
at iowa state university

I sort of come back down to earth
when the bell rings and they ask me
if I found everything all right
leaving me scratching my head
and fumbling for my car keys




january two thousand nineteen
copyright j matthew waters
all rights reserved

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14 thoughts on “one fresh lemon and frozen peas

  1. Shawna on said:

    This is great. A total riot. The sex bot section, this:

    “I tell my text-by-psychiatrist
    that I’m not a druggie and never was
    but I do like to get high
    in the strangest possible ways”

    Fantastic piece.

  2. I really laughed at: everyone hates me there (no one could hate you!)

  3. a great peas of writing!

  4. This was a super fun piece to read. Loved it!

  5. Hope you send this one out for publication.

  6. This really made me smile, John. I love how versatile your poetry can be from lighthearted and humorous to profound and poignant. Have a great night, my friend.

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