poetry by j matthew waters

without rhyme or reason

nobody knows what comes next
that is the beauty of it all
whether for better or worse
there you find yourself
at the end of the plank
afloat in the center of a deep dark sea
pistols & rapiers commanding you
to decide your own fate

what follows next
is of no consequence
for just as you had no choice
entering a strange new world
full of contradictory rhyme & reason
you are left with no option
but to plunge back into a vastness
as mysterious as the deep dark sea

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

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