poetry by j matthew waters

here in this place

it’s so small
this private property
minuscule really
just like we
once were

it’s relative
is it not
like a pebble
is to an earth ant
or a dwarf exoplanet
to her star

it’s no wonder
we find ourselves
here in this place
exploring previously
unknown tracts
like there’s
no tomorrow

july two thousand twenty
copyright j matthew waters
all rights reserved

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