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poetry by j matthew waters

nuclear warlord


they stopped the clock
even though no one called time out

it was as if they were in a simulation
all eyes darting here & there
trying to figure out
what in the world was going on

behind the first door
there were dungeons & dragons

behind the second a violent thunderstorm

when someone chose the third door
that is when the clock stopped
and anyone within in a certain radius
stopped in their tracks
seemingly frozen in time
—for some reason the master creator
incapable of aborting the countdown


july two thousand twenty-four
copyright j matthew waters
all rights reserved

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2 thoughts on “nuclear warlord

  1. Spooky and well written.

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