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poetry by j matthew waters

Non-fungible token


I alone
who am I to know
who are you to say
who I am
definitions changing over the years
the number of syllables
the emphasis of one
over the other
shifting over time


There is a standoff
over there
the bright lights bring it on
to the attention of attention-seekers
but no you run & hide
as if guilty of some offense
that doesn’t exist
at least in my lifetime

What words that need to be said
they are wrapped
in newspaper
carefully placed in a box
that may never be opened again
an artificial capsule
virtually willed into existence
by a way of whim & vengeance





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

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