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poetry by j matthew waters

the second coming


bartender in the confessional
sampling bloody mary mixes
handing them to patrons
through the slider

back in the day they’d be
on their knees
self-medicating philosophers
hitting the streets
dabbling in theology

if you only saw
how competitive things
have become
perhaps you’d consider
coming out of retirement
recruit yourself
a dozen or so disciples
and see where things go
from there





march two thousand twenty-three
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