poetry by j matthew waters

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born to be an assassin

there’s been talk of re-education camps
for children of certain parents
thinking maybe just maybe
the countryside might be saved

for what’s happening inside the city
will take decades to decipher
and those trapped inside
will forever be beholden to the sun

some ways out are costlier than others
such as escapee versus recruit
the former barreling past borders
the latter anything but in a hurry

january two thousand twenty-one
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purloined hearts and assassinations

I keep counting on my fingers
like I’m five years old
solving one equation after the next
as if it’s nothing but a thing

I’ve quietly learned to separate
distance from time
without having to use my fingers
or any other cognitive skills

I once fell in love with an assassin
with a selfless attitude
and the quickest seven fingers
(I’ve ever seen)
this side of the mississippi

oh lord how she stole my beating heart

february two thousand twenty
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