poetry by j matthew waters

gun for hire

she’s out back hanging laundry
a slight breeze cooling
her tanned skin
methodically rehearsing in her mind
precisely what will go down
come this time tomorrow

august two thousand twenty-one
copyright j matthew waters
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4 thoughts on “gun for hire

  1. Will we find out what happens?

  2. Uhm…. let us know what happens… wait… the latest poem … is that the one?

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