poetry by j matthew waters

my first near death experience

I may have been nineteen
maybe twenty
when I nearly died
in my sleep
in my bed
sometime past midnight

below my bunk bed
an old chair smoldered
from a cigarette ash
slowly filling the room
with smoke

who awoke me
I’ll never know
but I was commanded
to wake up
as if from a dream
wake up you fool
lest you should die

when I escaped
the death chamber
the other residents
of the boarding house
quickly came back to life as well
hauling the chair away
meant for my demise

april two thousand twenty-three
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3 thoughts on “my first near death experience

  1. I’ve had similar dreams. Don’t know what they mean though. However, I did quit smoking 8 months ago.

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