poetry by j matthew waters

limited sight distance

asphalted back roads
layered atop crushed limestone
sporting various shades of neutral colors
black & brown & white & beige
shoulderless & curvy & up & down
like a roller coaster

how fast you go depends upon
prior experience
overtaking tractor trailers
in no passing zones
the top down & waving
good riddance good buddy

the smallest of towns
appearing in your rearview
you look forward
to the next water tower
atop strawberry hill
half moon avenue a few miles away

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

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