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poetry by j matthew waters

whispering


I felt hungry and weak
having fallen asleep
for forty-five moons
never once was I asked
my name
long after awakening

this place is not like
the last
and I imagine so
for good reason
the world as I know it
changing before my eyes




february two thousand twenty
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2 thoughts on “whispering

  1. 45 moons huh? 😉

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