the girl down the street
everything’s blowing up right
before our very eyes
and it has nothing to do with
proportional realities
cast inside our own hands
in the meantime
daughters are getting married
hunting dogs sent off to school
young valentines practicing their aim
at heart-shaped cumulus clouds
love thy neighbor has suddenly
become a thing of the past
especially since organized religion
is nothing but a passing fancy
and the girl down the street
can no longer to be trusted
january two thousand twenty-one
copyright j matthew waters
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Ah, this sucks.
Hope things go well.:)
The poem is stunning.
Hello Davika, thank you very much for visiting and commenting on this fictional piece. JW