poetry by j matthew waters

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movie night

I could hear them in the kitchen
three little mice having just learned
how to make popcorn

I was rocking in the parlor
cleaning my gun & sharpening
my whittling knife
catching bits & pieces of their
unintelligible conversation

when the timer went off
I set down my block of wood
and proceeded to the kitchen
the smell of butter & salt & spilt beer
dominating my senses

cracking the basement door
all I heard were the opening credits
to walt disney’s cinderella

may two thousand twenty-three
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it was supposed to be a romantic comedy

on the spaghetti western set
the director directed
the fill in cowboys
to keep their smartphones
in their holsters

handguns were banned
but all the hotshots were adept
at concealment
though lacked commitment
in relation to their lines

the critics complained
about too many fist fights
and not enough
shoot yourself in the foot
kind of scenes

to me the whole thing
was nothing but a parody
on the american condition
old school shootouts
redefined by a new reality

april two thousand twenty-two
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all rights reserved

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