poetry by j matthew waters

the proposition

just give it time she said
and walked away
[never to be seen]
perhaps a paradox
I remember thinking
but gave no vocal response

ever since I’ve crossed the desert
sailed & flew & climbed
finding a few solitary places
—for there is no place
to be but alone
when silently
agreeing to give it time

september two thousand twenty-two
copyright j matthew waters
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