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poetry by j matthew waters

inviting like a garden


a snake in the grass
is much better than one
on asphalt
a road on the outskirts of town
black & fiery hot
from the midday sun

do not attempt
to cross the highway lowly one
and do not tempt me with
your foolish games

if you’re smart
you’ll retreat to the shoulder
and back to the green grass
moistened by the morning dew
inviting like a garden
where knowledge grows





september two thousand twenty-three
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