November 30, 2015 / barton smock

clock songs

it is odd
at first
but becomes
common
the inclusion

of ghost
on a list

of demands

–

winter means
little
means
ahead

of winter

the mothers
they swallow
snow

worms

–

in no time at all

the bomb-maker’s garden
leaves its mark
on the wrong

snake

–

the infant believes I’ve sent for my body

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