poetry by j matthew waters

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Jesus in Memphis

I’ve been dreaming about Elvis again
I tell her (even though it’s not true)

Of course she says nothing
expecting me to go on

He may have been under the weather
I go on to say
but he certainly wasn’t on his deathbed

Two hours after the last curtain call
he was seen incognito
smoking cigarillos on Beale Street

You mean Elvis
she says

No I don’t mean Elvis
Jesus Christ
why aren’t you listening

april two thousand seventeen
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Alive and Well in Las Vegas

The King and I sat in a barber shop
on the Las Vegas strip
swapping oft-told stories
and questioning the reasonings
behind failed empires

He explained how his realm reaches
far outside the lines of Clark County
where one-armed bandits
pay homage to sinners
and tax collectors

He spoke with quiet authority
on the decline of principles
and goodwill toward men
using literary devices
to illustrate his finer points

With the sun soon to vanish
in the cool desert air
He tucked his hair up under his hat
and led his sandaled entourage
down the boulevard

december two thousand thirteen
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there’s nothing new
going on around here
except for elvis and jesus
walking the streets again

everywhere around the globe
people are revolting
while special forces make sure
they’re in on the action

the price of oil fluctuates
like the unpredictable warming
giving rise to speculation
the end is already here

january two thousand thirteen
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