poetry by j matthew waters

stumping for no good reason

no arms       no legs
I’ve become even more
animated than I
ever was with them
—lecturing & reciting
separating fact from fiction
[& occasionally portending]
passing along good
news w/the bad
—eyes in the crowd agaze
transfixed in ways
causing me to ponder
what good
may I possibly be doing

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

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