brother puts the basketball under his shirt so he can light my cigarette.
we born
to miss
animals.
reblogging as today Lulu is offering 20% off all print books with coupon code of LULU20
{name calling} is my newest self-published poetry collection
it’s here:
http://www.lulu.com/shop/barton-smock/name-calling/paperback/product-23117082.html
book preview on site is book entire
free PDF is available. also, free hardy copy available for review. contact me at bartonsmock@yahoo.com
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poems, from it, are below:
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[entries for listen]
mirror
to window
we’re moving
away
~
[entries for fixation]
the name of this scar
is
they couldn’t hide
the canoe
mom says there’s an oven
at the bottom of every lake
that I was born asleep
surrounded
by toe touchers
is art
world-building
for the geeks
of grief
have you crucified
starfish
~
[entries for children]
remember, it is dark and memory is god painting with the blood of those he would create
the first murdered woman was not killed by her sister.
stop me
if you’ve
not heard
food
saved
from a house
fire
–
the cult following of nostalgic paranoids
–
a star, this deer
as it prays
for moth
we are maybe
inside
an Ohio
factory
childless and ready
for a refresher
on orphan
etiquette-
word is
there came
a cow
from the nothingness
that drank
nowhere’s
father
and sleep
is death’s
babysitter
dog whistle, nothing’s church-bell:
my mother, handcuffed
still worships
wasp
a parrot
sawed in half
by peace
or quiet
food on my plate, I am always one suicidal hairdresser away from my past…
lead your lives, touch
kingsoftrain 