poetry by j matthew waters

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my empire of junk

at a loss for words
I shuffle through the junk drawer
looking for nothing
in particular
shaking my head
at all the things
I have no reason to keep
starting to wonder
when the time comes
who will take inventory of them

september two thousand twenty-two
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