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poetry by j matthew waters

07 Aug 2023

falling down


I fell though by no fault of my own
wavelengths in my brain
crisscrossing atmospheric conditions
with single grain whiskey

when I fell the weather radio went off
a mayhem of sounds of fury
highlighting the sightings of EF5
tornadoes racing across the plains

as I lay there lost & paralyzed
my eyes blinking as if in REM sleep
I witnessed past & future lives
barreling toward my rescue





august two thousand twenty-three
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06 Aug 2023

outside the third dimension


seeing things in the peripheral
that are not there

a roman soldier delivering the mail

a mother suddenly in tears

an angel pirouetting

beneath the streetlamp

who’s to say what is not real
on this here & now planet

presenting images as she pleases
occasionally in obvious ways





august two thousand twenty-three
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05 Aug 2023

styling like a songbird


I’ve been down this road before
but never alone
always before someone by my side
oh how times have changed

there is nothing bitter sweet
to endings & beginnings
—necessary cycles
in the grand scheme of things

you see that bird following me
has been there all along
lo these many years
only now have I taken notice

there is a certain style to her song
mainly repetitive but
occasionally improvising
as if to say see
you are just like me





august two thousand twenty-three
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04 Aug 2023

flashes before your eyes


I woke up with a cut
on my arm
about the size of a centipede
mostly crimson red
the center body like a
freelance stitch

bruises come & go
as if having
a life of their own
I talk to them on occasion
but they rarely tell me
much of anything

it’s nothing like
when we were kids
each & every event
stored inside the cache
picking & choosing
when to resurface next





august two thousand twenty-three
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03 Aug 2023

alpha & omega


at work at the desk in the studio
open books
& scattered papers
given life by the light & the breeze
sweeping in from the lone
south-facing window
the artist’s movements ever so slight
advancing steadfastly
from creation to eternity





august two thousand twenty-three
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02 Aug 2023

colors fading


colors fading on a warm
summer day
a blanket of low lying clouds
forbidding the sun
to display its muscle

the boy asks if the sun
is a god
& I reply
maybe when it’s not raining

he nods his head
questioning the answer
[from within]
his lips moving
but his words unspoken

there’s much work to be done
I tell the boy
but since the colors are fading
we will wait in the wings
until the coast is clear





august two thousand twenty-three
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01 Aug 2023

laboratory mouse


in the dream I had no hair
not on my head or arms
not on my legs or chin
or anywhere else
for that matter

it was as if I was a hairless albino
but I was anything but white
my eyes blue like a flame
my lips a liquid hot pink

could it have been that I was melting
left hanging above a candle
my body slowly becoming the wax
creeping down all sides
of the cylinder





august two thousand twenty-three
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31 Jul 2023

cloak-and-dagger


incredulous stories
eye-witness accounts
alien spacecraft
& underwater intrigue
black holes leaking
hypothesized holograms

a mix of ordinary
story-tellers
& agents of the state
detailing extraordinary events
like a fiction writer
fine-tuning their craft

the public cannot believe
believers calling it witchcraft
unable to surmise
how the center of the universe
can simply reside
inside their very minds





july two thousand twenty-three
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30 Jul 2023

sparkles in her eyes


and so I found a way
to call her
I sixteen
& she a year younger
we made a date
—I swear I was in love
she had sparkles
around her eyes
but when I asked
she said
she didn’t know what I meant
& over time neither did I





july two thousand twenty-three
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29 Jul 2023

premonition


time is slowing
leaking from my body
I can feel it
like a premonition
knowing without understanding
how soon I will be like a stone
on the bottom of a river
anonymous & inanimate
—unseen by the naked eye





july two thousand twenty-three
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28 Jul 2023

joyride


what the hell do you mean
this could be the final chapter
I’m only halfway through
my latest book
my darling

she says I take things too literal
& I reply saying that’s impossible

jackson browne is playing
on the radio
as if it’s nineteen seventy-nine
the girl riding shotgun
turning the volume dial
all the way to the right

it’s fun to reminisce she screams
& I nod in agreement
my right foot pressing the pedal
all the way to the metal





july two thousand twenty-three
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27 Jul 2023

alien ant farm


they’ve been at it
since the beginning of time
ancient aliens
looking forward & never back
advanced tunnelers
& experts in their field
bridging galaxies & multiverses
by way of black holes
the lights on their antennae
leading the way





july two thousand twenty-three
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26 Jul 2023

spontaneously combusting


worlds are colliding
great balls of fire
streaking through space

here on earth
there is fire on the mountains
and fire on the seas
—on the mainland
bales of hay are
spontaneously combusting
right alongside
living & breathing alien beings

soon the only ice on the planet
will be man made
attempting to cool down a collective
suddenly looking back
to a future with promises
of grandeur





july two thousand twenty-three
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25 Jul 2023

champagne supernova


—with a nod to Oasis

working on concocting a new cocktail
one that may give my life meaning
before it’s too late

that is to say
I don’t think we’re coming back next time

the positive & the negative
somewhat like good & evil
black & white
sugar & spice
& all the colors of the sky
juxtapositioning anything & everything
until the cows come mooing home

on the radio someone singing
where were you while we were getting high
the volume rising even higher





july two thousand twenty-three
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24 Jul 2023

harvesting human DNA


they’re talking about us
refractive plants
exhibiting arms
& shoulders
working on
additional features

if you cut them down
will they bleed

if you dig & divide
will they multiple tenfold

there is concern
in the fields
where the alien plants
[in short order]
mimic what they’ve learned
on earth thus far

soon they will be
able to think

soon they will be able
to speak

is it merely a coincidence
that the harvest moon
is scheduled to arrive
any night now





july two thousand twenty-three
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23 Jul 2023

sunday evening news


he’s gonna be a millionaire
simply by breaking the law

revenge is a powerful tool
especially when used by a fool
releasing the attack dog
after the subject’s surrender





july two thousand twenty-three
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