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poetry by j matthew waters

a moveable page


done reading now listening
a virtual sheet of paper by my side
not a single thought comes to mind

how often do you digress
it doesn’t matter your age
the younger you are the clearer the text
the older you get the deeper the dive
either way possibilities are endless

what doesn’t get written today
will be dreamed about overnight
& in the morning there will be praise





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

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