poetry by j matthew waters

I got money in the bank

I thought I was born again
but I was wrong
it was simply a premonition
before I was forced to move on

I remember it all too well
being rejected time after time
but then again
the mortality rate was nothing
like it is today

even those who make it
to walking & talking thoughts
often find themselves mumbling
what could they have been

so many respected positions
even more despised
the odds of vanishing
between the lines
with each diminishing day

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

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