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poetry by j matthew waters

out of breath


there’s something rotten
in far too many places
including right here in this house
—apples & tomatoes & eggs
going bad on the kitchen counter

nobody lives here anymore
& it’s going to be a few more days
before the neighbors start putting
two & two together





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

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