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April 23, 2017 / barton smock

last blue thing

choking
inside
a whale

/ sucker
from the world
of hands

April 22, 2017 / barton smock

morale

image
made
no beast.

think of it-

death
was human

April 22, 2017 / barton smock

boy lord

boomerang,

the toy of the lonely and the gospel

of the weak
dog…

perfection
is bad
art

April 21, 2017 / barton smock

{dustings}

some recent and not so:

[the butcher]

most babies here are born without a trigger finger.

but some
get through.

~

[themes for arrowhead]

if the damn thing is a boy, let it have a knot in its stomach. if it’s not one twin, it’s another. if a girl, find a woman who’s been to nothing and back.

bring me a fat tick from the dog of baptism. owl from the hair of god.

~

[background stories]

in one car, a baby with a staring problem is on hour number three. in another, my sister takes photos of her dog. dying is a chew toy. be as unmoved as your attackers.

~

[the father]

I am walking up a hill the dark is trying to move. my mother has a way with words. my mother has a baby. reading is a kind of crying. the baby is crying because the baby has lost track of something that possesses nearness. there are two babies. one is always blind and one is blind when it eats. never lose a tooth you can swallow.

~

[embrace]

the girl who cries wolf
cries wolf
to three men
whose sons
are dead

~

[attic radio]

the fattest baby in the nursing home can’t chew with its eyes open.

it’s a slow day.

looking into the future
a skeleton’s
dog
sees only
sticks.

lightning
marks
the robot’s
church.

~

[church notes]

yeah madness had a motorcycle
for every
drive-thru

~

[babies in the home]

where is bird

bird
hospital

do zombie
young

ever
crawl

/

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April 21, 2017 / barton smock

upside

/ this talk of home

/ bush of the hissing baby

/ snow

that can see
blood
in the dark

/ events

my body
held

/ first haircut,

broom, crucifixion

April 21, 2017 / barton smock

{misc annihilation}

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~

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~

some recent, for placement and edit:

[annihilatives]

(i)

as drawn, the boy’s
alien and cow
evoke rescue

dream: a toothless sheepdog is spooning roadkill in a wax museum dedicated to famine

go on, birth
take silence
from a baby

(ii)

dream: a contortionist on a stretcher

bulimics
at a tortoise
crossing

(iii)

you drive a clown car into a crowd
it is how you mourn
the accidental burning
of a doll’s
body-sock
and this I understand
as a city
kind of thing
as a way to eat
darkness
among friends
darkness
from a stomach
a way to lose
blood’s password
yourself
in bread

(iv)

the present happens at different times. fetus, comma, tadpole. surgery, please tell this mask

my face went down on nothingness.

(v)

dream:

dream:

dream:

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April 20, 2017 / barton smock

infancy

who is my brother?

a boy
fishing
from a ruined
helicopter

where is my sister?

being seen
by a ghost

am I alone?

dumbfounded
by rest

has anyone called my mother?

these tracks belong to the animal

drinks
from your father’s

bowl

is there a name?

for some
words

tell me there’s a church.

small to a turtle

April 20, 2017 / barton smock

{misc annihilation}

20% off all print books on Lulu today with coupon code of LULU20

~

all my self-published works are here:

http://www.lulu.com/spotlight/acolyteroad

~

some recent, for placement and edit:

[annihilatives]

(i)

as drawn, the boy’s
alien and cow
evoke rescue

dream: a toothless sheepdog is spooning roadkill in a wax museum dedicated to famine

go on, birth
take silence
from a baby

(ii)

dream: a contortionist on a stretcher

bulimics
at a tortoise
crossing

(iii)

you drive a clown car into a crowd
it is how you mourn
the accidental burning
of a doll’s
body-sock
and this I understand
as a city
kind of thing
as a way to eat
darkness
among friends
darkness
from a stomach
a way to lose
blood’s password
yourself
in bread

(iv)

the present happens at different times. fetus, comma, tadpole. surgery, please tell this mask

my face went down on nothingness.

(v)

dream:

dream:

dream:

dream:

dream:

dream:

dream:

dream: a mummy obsessed with what doves eat

dream:

dream:

dream:

dream:

dream:

dream:

dream:

dream:

dream:

dream:

dream:

dream:

dream: sock puppets on oxygen

(vi)

the brainwashed and the blindfolded will then switch children
and you will spend a year
a year
at least
throwing a slipper
at a farm machine

dream: grief a mile
grave
an inch…

you won’t eat much
and your eyesight
will trade its crow
for a bar of soap

your father will fake his death
to distract
room service
from his country
roots
and an insect
inside a stick
will die
and the stick
will live

(vii)

go home, sadness

of exposure
to birth

(viii)

the first murdered woman was not killed by her sister.

stop me
if you’ve
not heard

(ix)

this dream again where no one likes me

the overeater I sleep for

~

[ambulations]

poetry and suicide
the two left feet
of a child
forced to play
horseshoe
horse
a waste
of strangeness

~

[hills and stars]

for her date with the giant, mom is putting on her face. our time, invisible chameleon, is over.

brain of a white mouse.

April 20, 2017 / barton smock

annihilatives

this dream again where no one likes me

the overeater I sleep for

April 19, 2017 / barton smock

under god

we are photos
of a dreamless
fact