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poetry by j matthew waters

imaginary borders


I became an outlaw before turning the age of sixteen
kissed my mother goodbye and ran away at speeds
surpassing five hundred miles per hour

I was stopped countless times by people who pretended
they had power over my soul
but each time I had the right answers & was free to go

these new lands mean nothing & everything to me
how simple it became to fact check
each new location in the palm of my hand

I get handouts on a weekly basis
fresh fruit & vegetables & hand me down jeans
bottles of whisky & water & a bright silvery handgun
just to name a few

I’ve learned it’s best not to stay in one place too long
for fear I might become involved with someone
who actually believes they know me




march two thousand twenty
copyright j matthew waters
all rights reserved

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4 thoughts on “imaginary borders

  1. You are so cool.

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