poetry by j matthew waters

the inevitable revolution

I’m sure I must declutter my space
before unburdening my mind

there are four walls closing in
I quickly turn my arms and legs
into a human X
soon enough finding myself
stopping them in their tracks

tenements are collapsing
thanks to mother earth
[and other powers that be]
displacing and relocating
those without resources
the redistribution of wealth
virtually unchanged

and what was once my property
no longer belongs to me
call it imminent domain
or call it voluntary
the revolution continues

july two thousand nineteen
copyright j matthew waters
all rights reserved

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