jdubqca

poetry by j matthew waters

countdown and liquid cocktails


we were in the great wide open
sitting in soft spots among the masses
assembled orderly and taking in
sights and sounds under the sun

random thoughts run and hide
delving into a past of murder mysteries
fast forwarding to an uncertain future
where children board space shuttles

eventually darkness enveloped the light
countdown leading engines to ignite
all celestials beings coming into focus
suddenly obliterated from our view




august two thousand nineteen
copyright j matthew waters
all rights reserved

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