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poetry by j matthew waters

building walls


suppressing your expressions
exactly beginning when
I can only fathom
most likely building walls
long before anyone’s best guess

perhaps the only way to get inside
is from above
where there is no roof
and where there is no ceiling
somewhere a flickering light
in need of a little kindling





january two thousand twenty-four
copyright j matthew waters
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