poetry by j matthew waters

The Accident

There are no conclusions
only a somewhat consistent restarting
of forward motion

When you die you may hop aboard
The Accident
commuter train filled beyond capacity
traveling ten times the speed
of her nearest competitor

Anyone lucky enough to step inside
will never want to leave
and those who accidentally get thrown
will mysteriously become a failed
star or a forever satellite

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

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