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Barton D Smock
Poems
Sep 2015
iterations
the anxious god of my brother’s mirror
said
to me
trees
don’t grow
on trees.
it can’t all be nonsense.
shoes are being made
for the born.
no one
was fooled
by your
suicide. more and more
I am more
alone
than the baby
machine. we touch
touch
via
Written by
Barton D Smock
48/M/Columbus, Ohio
(48/M/Columbus, Ohio)
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