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poetry by j matthew waters

the curious pool


time slips into a pool
of a nondescript stream
eddying unperceptively
to the untrained eye

how far below the surface
could the curious pool possibly go

there is one way to find out
and that way may be the only way
to never be seen again


january two thousand twenty-five
copyright j matthew waters
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