poetry by j matthew waters

leave of absence

I started a poem last night
but I abandoned it
having not slept for days

afterwards I recalled
how I had died
—in the afterlife it was as if
nothing had changed

today nobody seems to know
why I’m still here
I tell them
this is where I work
& they quietly resume
their own activities

january two thousand twenty-three
copyright j matthew waters
all rights reserved

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