from (eating the animal back to life) ~poems, July 2015~
from Eating the Animal Back to Life (barton smock, poems, 316 pages, self published, July 2015)
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interpretive work
prayer
as the horn
the car
carries
into
a tornado. touch
as ventriloquy.
arms
it is not suicide to bomb god’s shadow. I am the dot my father calls button. my son’s mind would’ve given oxygen too many places to go. his body happened overnight.
son
it was born in a bath of milk when there was milk to burn. it drew with daylight. when asked for details, it pulled a shadow’s tooth. we took it to a movie, a war movie, where it made its first noise. its pain went everywhere. it sold, it sold until it ran out of clothes. its mothers had fight.
lost
the better part
of isolation
fact checking
his father’s
loneliness
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