poetry by j matthew waters

getting to know thyself

the faces are inspiring
whether real or appearing
in one-off dreams
faces in the crowd
popping up from one spot
to the next
by any means necessary
be it by foot or uber or bus
or train or aeroplane
exhibiting happiness or grief
pain or sorrow or glee
eyes and mouths wide open
or reluctantly shut
teeth clenched or relaxed
pale-faced or rosy-cheeked
hurried or stymied or grounded
it matters not

I swear I know
each and every one of them
much like how I know myself

february two thousand nineteen
copyright j matthew waters
all rights reserved

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2 thoughts on “getting to know thyself

  1. And what if you don’t know yourself at all, thus you don’t know anyone else, either? That’s what the ending and title make me think — that it’s an ongoing starting-over process, getting to know oneself. We think we know, but we don’t really know. Or once we do, we change. Like right now, I think I would like being a barista. But tomorrow, I probably would not.

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