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poetry by j matthew waters

the chase


3:30 AM
a cool breeze
touching the silky white curtain
nary a sound in or out
of the bedroom
his eyes in REM mode
acting out a scene
racing down an alleyway
guns & knives & cocaine giving chase
adrenaline fully kicked in
instinct & logistics collaborating
his heart racing
his skin clammy
someone on the other side
shaking his limp body
screaming wake up wake up wake up





september two thousand twenty-three
copyright j matthew waters
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