poetry by j matthew waters


having recovered from near death
I retrace my footsteps one month
two months
or maybe more
recalling how I always
get the flu shotcome october
but this time when the new year arrived
I spent a fortnight fighting off
occasionally succumbing
to a bad dream
but mostly
& slowly nursing myself [back to
less frequent hallucinations]
by consecrating
my very own cocktails
into patentlyomnipotent medication

april two thousand twenty
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