poetry by j matthew waters

worm holes & time passages

you did everything you wanted to
for one whole day
later telling yourself it was worth it
after all these years

wee men & women scurry about
in the gardens
measuring the outer perimeters
reporting back home

they say winter is fast approaching
where would we go
if not for the reliability
of time passages

august two thousand twenty-one
copyright j matthew waters
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