poetry by j matthew waters

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even memories can trick the brain

listen do you remember
the way it filled the room
an aroma you wished
would one day return

in court I’m appearing
as star witness most days
honestly saying I’m a master
at misremembering

go ahead and ask your
silly questions
it’s true I once was in love

judge unequivocally asks
is that your final answer
ordering the stenographer
to repeat the soup du jour

in the end it becomes subject
to alien interpretations
the smoke from the gun in the room
the cigar of the inspector

february two thousand twenty-three
copyright j matthew waters
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