poetry by j matthew waters

a shadow of their former selves

he thinks she’s gassed
not drunk
just exhausted to the bone
by way of living
flat-footed & unable to react
like she once used to

he’s not doing much better
pretending to be a bird
on seeds & roadkill
an occasional
brandy slightly chilled

they sold or gave away
& took their act on the road
convinced there was something
out there
besides consumption

september two thousand twenty-two
copyright j matthew waters
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2 thoughts on “a shadow of their former selves

  1. Whoa! Excellent imagery!

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