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angels in the bay

I’m not where I think I am
having left my body
due to a medical event

doctors & nurses
respond frantically
putting into practice their craft
someone shouting
code blue code blue code blue

a strange sounding siren
weaves through the hallways
those trained to run
moving swiftly
purposefully

by the time they arrive
I’ve entered the tunnel
swimming toward the lighthouse
a beacon of hope I believe
a row boat coming into view

denying my entry into their vessel
the boaters demand I reverse
my course
the light around us
suddenly extinguishing
—I turn & pause & begin to swim
back to where I started





august two thousand twenty-three
copyright j matthew waters
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