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poetry by j matthew waters

until we meet again


I am not accustomed
to being me
which is precisely why
I want to be you

do you know
where I’m going
or where I’ve been
if so you are at least
one step ahead of the rest

I keep thinking
we should be running
either side by side
or in opposite directions
—and if the ladder be true
it’s only a matter of time
until we logically collide





september two thousand twenty-three
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