living vicariously
I’ve come to learn
my existence is a universe
passing thru time and space
at speeds comprehensible
the mother tells me
not to wipe my sweaty & dirty face
with the belly of my shirt
the father contradicts her
they won’t stay long
but rather settle into a world that’s closer
to the black hole
not far from my beating heart
I’ve come to learn
my eyes are pristine seas
untouched by man
my hands
miracle workers in the arts & sciences
my mind like a satellite link
to adjoining cosmoses
living vicariously is not an option
not when the security
of the universe
is at stake
february two thousand twenty-four
copyright j matthew waters
all rights reserved






wow.
thank you, margaret