poetry by j matthew waters

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wet dream

don’t call us they kept repeating
in my dream
actually they were singing it
don’t call us baby
we’ll call you

it was as if wolfman jack
had somehow gotten in
shadowing me like a wild thing

running at full speed
every chance I could get
only the corners could slow me down
inside this inner city jungle

hailstorms preceded
intensely global temperatures
leaving everyone soaked to the bone
wondering what kind of animal
they had become

september two thousand twenty-two
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