poetry by j matthew waters

no place left to go

so I found you
one piece out of five
and I placed you
in a place
where only you would
feel comfortable

it’s no easy answer
living day by day
but I’m not sure
if it’s worth it
as long as
there’s no place
left to go

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

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