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poetry by j matthew waters

rearranging tomorrow


yet again changing roles
the actor moves stealthily
like a chameleon
minted coins jingling
in her pocket
sounding like stars
on dusty boots

yesterday it was bows
& arrows (and a bunch
of nonsense)
but come high noon
only silence will prevail
toting headphones
to the shooting range

tomorrow never did
arrive for this cowboy
although opportunity
constantly persisted
& that’s all that mattered
in the dark world
of make-believe





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

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