poetry by j matthew waters

spilled milk

sometimes I think we’re all
living within a dream
nothing earth shattering
yeah I get that
how someone inside you
shakes you at 6AM & says
“it’s time to dream again”
only problem is
nobody is actually there
[inside or out]
and you’re left singing
“don’t come crying to me”
all to yourself

april two thousand twenty-one
copyright j matthew waters
all rights reserved

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