poetry by j matthew waters

the tavern at the top of the hill

I’ve lost interest in certain things
idle threats & sharp objects
exaggerated intimidation
designed by flawed intentions

underneath where I’m buried
there are no bones to dig up
no cellphones to unlock
no transcriptions to interpret

I’ve seem to have lost sight
of what’s not important
like replacing dead flowers
with yellow roses

the tavern at the top of the hill
has reopened unannounced
the one with no windows
& walled in futuristic graffiti

november two thousand twenty-one
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5 thoughts on “the tavern at the top of the hill

  1. Beautiful lines thank you for sharing 🙂💓👍

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