poetry by j matthew waters

the future is in color

a tightness of the chest
should be an alarm
unable to be turned off
no matter what you do

how do you ignore the pain
does it visit you in your dreams
taking the lead in reverse
memories crystal clear
—but in black & white

may two thousand twenty-three
copyright j matthew waters
all rights reserve

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