poetry by j matthew waters

doodling onto blank sheets of paper

I’ve little control over poetry
which may or may not
be a good thing
the source of which
can be unreliably magical
or dreadfully out of mind

I cannot call upon poetry
nor summon it to appear
I can only hope
to lessen my heart rate
and wait for its presence
to overtake my soul

often when I go to the well
poetry is not present
leaving me wondering
how long must I wait
doodling [with ballpoint pen]
onto blank sheets of paper

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

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