poetry by j matthew waters

my story retold in the third person

these flashbacks
occurring with greater frequency
how young will I be
three or four hours from now
once giving in to the idea
the night is endless

I’ve come to accept
they’re no longer merely dreams
rather ageless recordings
reshuffled and replaying
a not too distant past
from a totally different perspective

at three-thirty in the morning
I’m wide awake
and quite positive
I’ve always been fast asleep

january two thousand nineteen
copyright j matthew waters
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4 thoughts on “my story retold in the third person

  1. You write with a simple complexity that the reader makes his own. This is extraordinary.

  2. This is So Good!!!!!

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