poetry by j matthew waters

a frail grudge

instead of pushing a button
I snail mail a handwritten note
saying please call me

of course I signed my name
in an unfriendly kind of cursive
sure to trigger an emotion

a few days pass by
& by then I’d forgotten that you’d
forgotten how to forgive

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

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