poetry by j matthew waters

meet me at tokyo bay

the wind is picking up
bringing us closer to tokyo
than previously announced

we are lost inside
this smallish planet
inside a slightly larger planet
like a shell within a shell
(within a shell)

new york can go to hell
these omniscient lights
convey greater meaning
mainly due to carbon dating

released from our cages
we are free to roam
like damselflies & dragonflies
coexisting in the city center

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

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