Skip to content
October 19, 2018 / barton smock

motherlings

, , , ,

i.

where none are born praying, an eyeball shows me how to eat

(so fast
your ghost
gets cold…

ii.

where was it
you were put (for losing underwater

your spotless fingers (your mouth

iii.

as the footprint
of silence

Filed under Uncategorized

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

Gravatar
WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. ( Log Out /  Change )

Google photo

You are commenting using your Google account. ( Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. ( Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. ( Log Out /  Change )

Cancel

Connecting to %s

%d bloggers like this: