poetry by j matthew waters

rediscovering launch code road

buried beneath the rubble
a new city was being born
based on a model never before seen

I thought I had jotted down some words
turns out they were mere numbers
buried inside some bureaucratic rathole

I hadn’t realized how far deep I was in
until eventually recalling
what the numbers used to mean

september two thousand twenty-one
copyright j matthew waters
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