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poetry by j matthew waters

ready. set. go.


it’s a quarter past seven
anything is game now
lights flipping on & off
candles waiting in the wings

juices beginning to flow
it’s a quarter past seven
anything is game now
soft music playing louder

waning luna lost in space
energy levels rise & fall
it’s a quarter past seven
anything is game now




december two thousand twenty
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