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heavy glow

I’ve been on holiday
for what seems
like nearly a decade
bypassing pandemics
and pandering politicians
—living in a bubble (as they say)
enjoying a life of leisure

my doctor says I’m gonna die
any day now
mainly because I neglected
those who need me most
whether third world children
or children of my own

how she found me
is a nugget of information
that will eventually find itself
on the information superhighway
—like a secret ingredient
to the finest dish
exposed for all to see

there’s a light at the end of the hall
I keep telling myself
I’m not going there
—even though I know the ride’s over
I turn the other way
diving headlong out the window
as if knowing exactly
what I’m doing





january two thousand twenty-three
copyright j matthew waters
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