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like an angel child


the poem will write itself
there is no need to worry
you just have to free the mind
from whatever heaviness
falsely resides inside

a simple flashing light
whether external or otherwise
can change the future
an apple of unusual delight
wobbling atop a table

if you find yourself
sailing in the multiverse
like some sort of angel child
be sure to rack up the points
on the nebula galilee





february two thousand twenty-three
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the subordinates


tonight we pause & give thought
to the morning light
having just traversed various points
of the universe
in a matter of mere minutes

at times there is strangeness
in ubiquity
skipping from one reality
to the next
only to find ourselves questioning
familiarity

there is a door in our peripheral
wooden or metal or glass
it matters not
and for the time being
we sit in silence
waiting for our marching orders





january two thousand twenty-three
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we are exiles


how proud the sun must be
giving life incredulity
inside her own little galaxy

as a member of her third family
she gave me life & took it away
repetitiously

to the point where I was
unmistakably incapable of
learning from past transgressions

and so without fanfare
she banished me from her realm
sent me sailing into interstellar space
hopeful one day another star
would pull me in





september two thousand twenty-two
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meteor shower


he’s not eaten in a while
you can easily tell
legs & arms moving
[as if] involuntarily
shoving into his face
anything he can get
his paws on

hominid or animal
it’s too early to tell
definitely not from
anyone’s locality
having crashed into
the wild wild rainforest
once upon a time





august two thousand twenty-two
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Cruise Ships & Aeroplanes


Much is going on these days this much we already know

the impossible is the New Normal
the Old One rewritten into temporarily discarded Fairy Tales

Bad Guys overshadow the Good Ones
the latter working haphazardly behind the scenes
occasionally sipping Whiskey & smoking Sensimilla

Nellie has become a distinct possibility alternating between
Home Base & Lake Geneva or outside Salt Lake City

the Cookie Monster too
his/her/their creators learning to clone in real time
he/she/they seen on Cruise Ships & Aeroplanes
a few spotted paddling along the Red River of the South

there are Time Capsules continually lifting off into space
& if you have enough Coin we may never see you again





july two thousand twenty-two
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the healing


in the next room on the shelf
there is a box
inside of a box inside of a box
sitting there like a chameleon
untouched for how long
is of no concern
—untouched and its contents
as magical as the galaxies
surrounding the milky way—
containing the code
disguised as ancient recipes
holding on to everything that’s been
and anything from the future





july two thousand twenty-two
copyright j matthew waters
all rights reserved

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