poetry by j matthew waters

asylum seeker

I was listening to rock and roll
like I tend to do after midnight
eyes closed and breathing deeply
allowing every chord and note and lyric
to possess my otherwise vacant space

I find myself climbing stone walls
wondering if paradise resides
somewhere on the other side
and for some reason I am smiling
as I methodically scale the barrier

comfortably seated on the top ledge
one song ends and another begins
observing without judgment either side
one in which I’ll always know by heart
the other my soul destined to love

january two thousand nineteen
copyright j matthew waters
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4 thoughts on “asylum seeker

  1. Shawna on said:

    God, you are gifted. The depth of your talent really shakes me up sometimes.

  2. Interesting! I like the “top of the wall” situation, rising above the dichotomy, able to see and enjoy both sides of something!

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