poetry by j matthew waters

countdown at daybreak

it was nearing midnight
& this field mouse was winning at
playing hide-and-go-seek

I followed him into the kitchen
where I shrewdly threw
some shredded cheddar cheese
into a time capsule

by doing so I thought
I would win favor with the little chap
whom had told me [in so
many words]
how he enlisted himself to
commandeer my next moon flight

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

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