April 19, 2023 / barton smock
apartures, poems, January 2023
apartures poems Pocketbook style, 125 pages, January 2023 collection is pay what you want can be purchased via paypal (bartsmock@gmail.com) or Venmo: @Barton-Smock-2 or CashApp: $BartonSmock some poems, from: APARTURE X Time gives itself a childhood. Alien, animal, beast, breast. God loves a beginning. Painkilllers don’t age. ~ APARTURE XV Time will never know how long it took for god to ruin the image. Ask me about distance. I was asleep and my kids were alive. In every city, his gun says the same thing. In Ohio they found bits of rock candy in the infant’s stomach. Angels go through eyelids like water. ~ HICKGNOSIS Sleep, death, leapfrog. Two infants swallowing a blip from the same radar. A few pianos made of frostbite. Reading moan as moon. Then moon as moan. A circle writing a poem for god. Hipbone, jawbone. Teeth brushed over a bowl that remembers nothing. ~
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