May 2, 2019 / barton smock
[estimations. longings.]
to adopt
god
the paperwork
alone
~~~~~
[sleep]
/ the broken hand of my whale-watching mother
// bruise
that plays
god
/// an owl
from the waist
up
~~~~~
[centipede]
a bookmark made by mother from the fingerprints of god. a stretcher mourned by a ladder. the last nerve of grief. recipe from the beginner’s guide to poverty. neckwear. dream’s comet.
~~~~~
[brevities]
if told by your hands to set myself on fire, I would pray my father into a snake and death would cry in a whale for every bee that lost its voice.
~~~~~
[childlike boredom]
never be more creative than your abuser.
I’ll bring christ, you
canary
~~~~~
[could be you’ll die]
in front of something
god remembers
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