poetry by j matthew waters

the following morning

I’d told them to take it away
that I didn’t want to see it anymore

and so they did

after a while I told them to take
the other thing away
and so they did

I was getting good at giving orders
surprised they so easily
obeyed my commands

soon it was one thing after another
and at a certain point
I’d told them I was tired
and they quietly withdrew from my sight

in the morning the birds did not sing
and the sun did not usher in the dawn

I turned on the light
and looked around the room

none of the things
that I had ordered away the night before
were actually gone

I had commanded only to myself

march two thousand twenty-three
copyright j matthew waters
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