poetry by j matthew waters

doorman takes five

so I let the cat out and in
again and again and again

I’ve taken up meditation
attempting to calm my nerves
but he keeps scratching at the screen
challenging me to hold my tongue

his entire repertoire is like a bad movie
and why I didn’t get up and go
after the first few scenes
is beyond me

I never heard of this polar vortex
but apparently it’s a real thing
forcing me to vacate the sunroom

meanwhile we’re all safely inside
staying near the fire

on occasion
he paws at a different door
and as always
continues to politic for treats

february two thousand nineteen
copyright j matthew waters
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8 thoughts on “doorman takes five

  1. Loved this. Reminded me of something I scribbled many years ago. https://archiearchive.wordpress.com/mornings/

  2. Shawna on said:

    I like imagining that you took up medication instead of meditation and that partway through, you’re hallucinating. I also like imagining “he” referring to the doorman rather than the cat — as in, the doorman’s scratching at the door, etc. 😛

  3. Shawna on said:

    Oh, and that the doorman takes five people, not five minutes …

  4. Purrfectly lovely 😉

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