poetry by j matthew waters

guilty by design

how do you capture such moments
involved in the ordinary course of events
seemingly normal amongst the masses
but once retracted in your very own space
feeling cornered and desperately alone

and so you pick up whatever instrument
that happens to be at your disposal
scratching at the very surface that scares you
recreating designs and inventing words
only your inner self could ever understand

march two thousand nineteen
copyright j matthew waters
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