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March 22, 2018 / barton smock

wrist musics (iv)

pulled a kitten
from a saucer
of blood
so blood
could dry, how visionary

it is not
to evoke

retreat…

my first stair was a mid
western
        paw

print         god’s dreams

were bone
in

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