poetry by j matthew waters

I’m much obliged

thirty minutes and counting down
how in the hell can they say
that’s all that’s left
especially knowing the fire
has just begun

is it me or is it everyone I know
[whether dead or alive]
needs to put their two cents in
every chance they get
as if to say “I told you so”

well yes I answer rhetorically
I never did imagine I’d
get out of this place alive
but I’m much obliged
knowing you’ve been
waiting for me all this time

january two thousand twenty
copyright j matthew waters
all rights reserved

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