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poetry by j matthew waters

shooting past the moon


it’s not hard to fathom
how I’ll be buzzing amongst the stars
after the brutal reality
of destroying the body
whether gradually whittling away
or in a sudden burst
my estate quickly trading
at a deep discount
the church again under water
illegals replacing the stakeholders
accepting the goods
over a simple bribe


june two thousand twenty-four
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