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poetry by j matthew waters

learning virtually


who does he work for
everyone raises their hand
the camera does not lie
clutter in the background
and glitter in the air
some say the answer is obvious
like stink on a skunk
others pleading the fifth
as if they’ve been paid off
but when either party is called upon
the truth suddenly escapes them




october two thousand twenty
copyright j matthew waters
all rights reserved

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