Barton D Smock: Poems

40 · Jul 21

Barton D Smock Jul 21

A crucifixion scene where I am too slow to stamp out a cigarette on the surface of the moon.

My awe a spider erasing its own memory in a cube of ice.

40 · Jun 7

DEATH WON’T HAVE A SINGLE DRINK NEAR THE UNEATEN BREAD OF MY BODY

Barton D Smock Jun 7

DEATH WON’T HAVE A SINGLE DRINK NEAR THE UNEATEN BREAD OF MY BODY

The fiction of the ambulance ate the prose outta christ

I’ve never been alone for three days without calling
creature
creature

Ghost
hates
the wild

I was very angry at the noise that made god

40 · Jun 6

TOOK THING

Barton D Smock Jun 6

TOOK THING

bodies don’t last long
in heaven
a study
was done
the circumcised
smoke
too fast
I don’t
love data
these babies
letting god
take shape

39 · Jul 23

END OF NO

Barton D Smock Jul 23

END OF NO

I scroll
To where my son
Isn’t dead

Or past
Or past