poetry by j matthew waters

thunder & lightning

something wakes me up
after only a few hours of sleep
rising to my feet in darkness
somehow feeling fully recharged
at two or three in the morning

who is there I ask
and what could you possibly want
at this hour of the day
preventing me from entering
the next stage of sleep
where I am accustomed to consulting
with the dead & the living
guest spirits guiding me
toward the eastern light

but now I live in a different world
left to wander on someone else’s terms
sometimes solving complex problems
but mostly stuck inside a foxhole
attempting to outlast the pounding

july two thousand twenty
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2 thoughts on “thunder & lightning

  1. “Outlast the pounding” indeed… Brilliant writing

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