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April 21, 2016 / barton smock

deme

i.

king of my mouth. king of my open. my legs

my cigarette
legs.

the end of my arms in baby country.

ii.

the start of my hands

their coat-hook
anxiety.

iii.

here is where the child was killed for being here.

why is a spider
not
a place?

iv.

the future, the uphill
the biked
body

most boats
dream of.

v.

the future
an evoked
salvaging.

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