poetry by j matthew waters

like a thief in the night

the pain is more or less
I tell myself

in between breaths
my words
are unrecorded

I hit the play button
but there’s nothing
but ghost static

the sun keeps
earlier & earlier

I get up & look
out the window
tell myself

it must be cloudy
and limp back

to your bedside
& pretend
to steal your pain

august two thousand twenty-two
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