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poetry by j matthew waters

on the tip of your tongue


what stands out
is hard to recognize
like a piece of art
you’ve looked at for maybe
five minutes
before moving on

it’s right there
in your grasp
that indescribable something
that’s supposed
to make your life and/or
death easier

in either case
it leads you into thinking
it’s the unheard of
the unseen
that needs your dire attention
more than anything


may two thousand twenty-four
copyright j matthew waters
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