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poetry by j matthew waters

in & out of focus


they arrive out of nowhere
the unannounced
the romantics or the beat poets
not knowing they’re dead
reciting old verses
as you sit in near silence

the bird songs
filter in through the screens
providing background noise
irregular yet repetitive
like the marcher’s drum
ever closer to peace





july two thousand twenty-three
copyright j matthew waters
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