poetry by j matthew waters

bye bye american pie

where did all the songs go
the ones once playing in my head
when I needed them most

paused without incidence
abruptly held hostage in the cloud
silenced at gunpoint

the day the music died
sadly becoming a daily occurence
offline and in the streets

I’ve practiced enough drills
to last a second or third lifetime
yet somehow the songs
never seem to make it out alive

september two thousand nineteen
copyright j matthew waters
all rights reserved

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