poetry by j matthew waters

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hitching a slow ride back to reality

where are you going and how deep
have you delved into this world within a world

it’s like discovering a brand new planet
and the race to get there is extreme
actor after actor catching the next wave

your eyes are not your own but then again
what you see is superficial
appearing courtesy of part fact and part fiction

I keep asking you what is the rush
but you’re unable to hear mere mortal words
faint voices sounding vaguely familiar

may two thousand seventeen
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rocket man

there’s something about the color red
that makes everything go so fast
as fast as jack rabbits
launched into space
using supersonic wrist rockets

red rockets launch into orbit
from the back yard
blasted by homemade boosters
consigned to corral space junk
circling the planet
for what seems like a millennium

old-time rocket man rocks
on the front porch
cloaked in his red suit
and plucking his guitar
reminiscing outlandishly
about space cowboys

september two thousand twelve
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