poetry by j matthew waters

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let’s get out of this place

she looked to be western but I couldn’t
be sure
not the way she kept
looking away

I had never been this far from
home before
but I was certain
I could fit in
if only I cut myself some slack

when I first arrived
I locked myself in a room
familiarizing myself with local programming
misunderstanding most
everything I heard

eventually I rationally concluded
that if I’m going to make it here
it’s imperative I learn to walk

my convictions soon placed me
at a nearby café
ordering something
refreshing (without cheating)
seriously considering my next move

april two thousand seventeen
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