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poetry by j matthew waters

on the other side of the mountain


I don’t know too much about trains
other than loving to be a passenger
sitting backwards

it’s no time machine
at least that’s what they tell me
stamping tickets & tipping their hats

if you’re anything like me
you’ve had your fair share of whatever it is
you want to call it
whether traveling underground
or elevated or seemingly in the clouds

I used to want to learn the language
but now I just want to cut a deal
silver bullet steamrolling into the mountain





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

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