poetry by j matthew waters

smoke if you got ‘em

I’d smoke if I had ‘em
but I kicked that habit
some twenty years ago
I’m just happy I keep
a little weed stashed away

It seems to me
that one god has never
been this angry
or maybe I’m just being a bit selfish
knowing that they murdered
his only son in brutal fashion
back when everything must have been
a little less complicated

august two thousand twenty
copyright j matthew waters
all rights reserved

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