poetry by j matthew waters

on adopting a new motto

I’m trying to break
my extreme fever in an
unorthodox way
plenty of jack & coke
and an occasional bump
from the bat

for days I’ve been saying
“fuck it” like that green beret
in the wedding scene
of “the deer hunter”
tipping his glass
and showing a wry
smile in the end

before the next sunrise
my fever vanishes in thin air
but in order to resume
to my once ordinary life
I’ll have to get a free pass
from the good doctor

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

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