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Sep 2015
waiting for dad to burn off.  for mom
to send
in my direction
a phrase
not unlike

keep on
keeping
your ghost
warm.  for brother’s

baby
brother

and
for dog.  for the hand

museum
to open.

for the asker
of this:

who would want
two hours
of a life
back?

decay
is a form
of waiting.
Barton D Smock
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Barton D Smock  48/M/Columbus, Ohio
(48/M/Columbus, Ohio)   
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