poetry by j matthew waters


the mood of the nation
weighs heavily on my mind

even though I’ve always had
my very own secret getaways
this time it feels different
as if there’s no place to hide

[getting ready for bed I take two
hail marys and one full-strength aspirin]

blood orange moon shines
brightly through bedroom window
its imperfections leaking through

sitting all alone in the dark
the house breathes quietly like me
a witness to my own transgressions

there was a time I would escape
for the sake of escaping
disappearing for days on end

but now that the mood of the nation
weighs heavily on my mind
this inherent flight to safety
is suddenly sparked by fear

may two thousand nineteen
copyright j matthew waters
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6 thoughts on “counter-revolutionary

  1. the house “a witness to my own transgressions”–nice.

  2. you sure have a way with words, my friend!

  3. This is so good and so timely! The part about hail marys & aspirin made me smile ~ injected a little humor in what is an otherwise sad state of affairs. Have a good night, my friend.

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