poetry by j matthew waters

something like poetry

idling on tokyo avenue
waiting for the light to turn green
boston blaring from coaxial speakers
back in the summer of seventy-nine

it’s easy to misremember
exactly how everything
went down in the day
but the music
that’s another story entirely
always open to interpretation

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

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