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poetry by j matthew waters

purloined hearts and assassinations


I keep counting on my fingers
like I’m five years old
solving one equation after the next
as if it’s nothing but a thing

I’ve quietly learned to separate
distance from time
without having to use my fingers
or any other cognitive skills

I once fell in love with an assassin
with a selfless attitude
and the quickest seven fingers
(I’ve ever seen)
this side of the mississippi

oh lord how she stole my beating heart




february two thousand twenty
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