remnants of myself in the open air
it’s impossible to understand
how I’ve been removing things
at such a remarkable clip
one by one & bit by bit
certain past scenarios
are better left to themselves
not completely erased
but residing on a backup server
locally partitioned like a prisoner
these days nearly everything
needs constant recharging
queerly similar to sleep & dreams
vague reminders of past scenes
& occasional future events
floating freely in the open air
july two thousand twenty
copyright j matthew waters
all rights reserved






Must be in the stars. I’ve been deleting off my offline computer for 2 days. Or did i miss the point. Cheers
cheers Wanda!