poetry by j matthew waters

none of this will ever end

check your resting heart rate
that watch should tell you

nobody knows how accurate it really is
I mean isn’t that true about everything

it takes ten thousand steps
to get from me to you
and I’d do it thousands of times
if I truly had to

how long had we been lost in the woods
and how much longer did it take
before finding our way out

I still remember that time when I said
none of this will ever end

september two thousand twenty-one
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