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poetry by j matthew waters

suffocation


crocodile clouds give way
to elephants marching
slowly into the horizon

at times they’re suffocating
pulled down by gravity
& one hundred one kite flyers

catch & release is the game
unable to tame the wild
send them back with fire & fury

what comes around stays
for maybe an eternity
or until the next near extinction





february two thousand twenty-two
copyright j matthew waters
all rights reserved

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