poetry by j matthew waters

never understanding it all

it’s easy not to get
especially in the moment
unless of course your awareness
is extraordinarily spot on

how do you account for the fact
your lifeline is thinning
what was once a rope
has become but a shoelace

recollections are far from perfect
a few as vivid as rain
pouring down on a monday morning
causing your eyes to open

october two thousand twenty-one
copyright j matthew waters
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