poetry by j matthew waters

navigating through the greatest distraction

there’s little left to understand
now that the clocks
have been set back
sixty something to be concise
commanded by the powers that be

a mass withdrawal from the present
has long been underway
groups divided between
(among varying degrees) retreating
and moving forward
not a one of them staying put

some say the underground
is the place to be
where planning is improvised
and tunneling toward the core
is the greatest distraction
there is on earth

november two thousand twenty-one
copyright j matthew waters
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