poetry by j matthew waters

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heeding the call of anarchy

we could hear the bell tolling
clear like stars at midnight

but it was midday
and the sun was hotter
than it’s ever been
and the horses were in the barn
resting after having been run
all night long

I’m not going back out
I said to the others
and none of them answered back

it’s not that I’m quitting
I went on to say
opening the cellar door
it’s just that there are so few of us
and we are all in need of
filling our bellies

july two thousand seventeen
copyright j matthew waters
all rights reserved

godspeed to anarchy

they sat around the fire pit
on a saturday
downing amber ale
and getting high on sticky weed

midsummer stories ensued
as evening turned into night
and off in the distance
a freight train chugged along the river
slightly shaking the ground
and slowly picking up speed
past the corn sweetener plant

bottles were raised
and toasts were made
to hobos and train hopping
followed by wild ass guesses
as to the whereabouts
of their long lost buddy
who so many years ago
chose the obscure lifestyle
of a punk rock anarchist

july two thousand thirteen
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all rights reserved

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