poetry by j matthew waters

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more of the same

she was frying bacon
like it was going out of style
and once the aroma woke me
I quickly found some shorts
and hurried down the stairs

winds blew wickedly outside
but you could hardly tell
kitchen radio blasting rock music
silencing all the backyard chimes
composing their own scores

what’s the matter she asked
did you think I was going
to burn down the place
or did I make you ravenously
hungry for more of the same

january two thousand seventeen
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all rights reserved

olfactory arousal

strips of bacon appeared
in my high-definition dream
alongside ripened tomatoes
farm fresh eggs
and quarter pound cheeseburgers

I could hear them pop and sizzle
in their own searing grease
could smell the sweetness
originating from the kitchen
and infiltrating the entire house

pretending I’m fully awake
I tuck a linen napkin
up under my chin
march down the staircase
wielding flatware and a hefty appetite

january two thousand fourteen
copyright j matthew waters
all rights reserved

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