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January 4, 2018 / barton smock

returning

all information
new

your abuser
could’ve joined
the circus
his chewing gum

the age
of your mouth

January 3, 2018 / barton smock

ideations

the mothers they were rehearsing in the drive-thru
the sex talk for boys they thought
were still
alive

crush a white tick / you’ll become / a projectionist

sleep is a bleeding stopped by the eye

January 3, 2018 / barton smock

returning

a father
at peace
with how many times
his hair
has died
is standing
in a museum
before the shell
of a giant
turtle

his infant’s mouth
has gone home
to lose
its shape

he is alone
like any
grocery cart

some
cribs

January 3, 2018 / barton smock

{un-}

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~

some recent poems:

[asking]

can I miss
my body
with yours
our blood
the loneliest
bone

~

[rarefactions]for Kazim Ali

pain has no spirit, I am never

so sad
that I can’t
scrape
the neighbor’s
car, probably

you won’t
survive, babies

are all
the same, I recite

what sounds
pretty, it seems

less happens
in the winter, to animals

and bread

~

[periapt]

I saw nothing fantastic.

an angel
freezing to death
in a somersault. a mirror

coming out of its skin. emptiness

the size of a pea
no pea

empty

~

[vein]

in the blue church of my father’s thirst

I wear it

(hunger)

like an eye-patch, and emerge

starless

from the uncooked blood

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January 1, 2018 / barton smock

returning

you can train
a bird
but not
a fish
to care

for a thumb…

fire is the skin of god

December 31, 2017 / barton smock

returning

they took
the body

lamb
stayed with star

December 30, 2017 / barton smock

bee pain

a pregnancy, a grief, a photographer

of rapture themed fashion shows…

this increase
in childhood. her wolf

raised
by astronauts

December 29, 2017 / barton smock

bee pain

all of your mother’s paintings have two names. father with cigarette or jesus

meet ghost.

four pounds / of my birth / were missing

December 29, 2017 / barton smock

returning

in the history of newborns
not one is named

shelter, and we’ve called

only two
attraction…

my dream priest
dies
in the desert
after making
with death
a movie, no…

the blood’s
search
for brain

December 28, 2017 / barton smock

ideations

I am not a ghost,

hand
I use
the least