poetry by j matthew waters

disturbing the peace after midnight

listening to rock on the internet
a continuous stream
of nostalgia mixed in between
modern marketing
the riffs & the screaming
chimpanzees banging on their bangos
dirty laundry coming out clean
by way of tide
the whole house shaking
when the decibels are cranked
as high as they can possibly go

april two thousand twenty-two
copyright j matthew waters
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