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poetry by j matthew waters

working the jumble


I kind of had this idea
—an inkling if you will
but the heatwave
took it away just like that

I snap my fingers
it’s the only sound I hear
maybe that’s the idea
the snapping of the fingers
something easily taught

once you get the snapping
going things seem to
magically germinate
soon you’re making up words
tossing them about

it’s like juggling I suppose
maybe that’s the idea
juggling words like a clown
spinning around
never allowing them
to fall to the ground





september two thousand twenty-three
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