poetry by j matthew waters

Inside Little Ararat

Lightning’s been striking
at an extraordinarily high pace
randomly taking out cell towers
and paralyzing parts of the grid

It seems as though everything
has become radicalized
be it politics or religion
extreme weather or world wars

Meanwhile there’s a profiteer
building a state-of-the-ark starship
locals & tourists calling him out
saying he’ll never pull it off

april two thousand twenty-one
copyright j matthew waters
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