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poetry by j matthew waters

lesson number one


are you talking to me
in syllables never making sense
blowing raspberries
and shaking about
like a fart in a frying pan

you came into this world
rather unexpectedly
cries and stretches and smiles
demanding everything
and nothing at the same time




july two thousand nineteen
copyright j matthew waters
all rights reserved

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3 thoughts on “lesson number one

  1. This poem is very unique, I like the sense of both seriousness and irreverence. The fart in the frying pan😊

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