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October 29, 2015 / barton smock

immolator

i.

his hands looked as if they’d been born inside a tree. his cock as if god had thought twice about burning the entire stick. who am I kidding. find that fucking tree and have its baby.

ii.

my body was so hot the stretcher caught fire outside the pig pink temple.

iii.

what’s left of the human wall are the feet of the human wall

says mother
to the family
of the secret
wig.

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