poetry by j matthew waters

speaking on behalf of

there are always questions
and not enough prophets to push us
in slightly different directions
it’s the way it goes I suppose
a common phrase
complementing so many

the only church downtown
morphed into a 24/7 shelter
hosting mic night
every sunday at noon
attracting seers of all sorts
propagating their doomsday

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

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