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Jun 2016
there’s a kid on a bike with a machete and she’s run your brother up a tree.  your brother is taking off his clothes and the kid has a toe she treats like a loose tooth.

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you watch as your mother tattoos the parts of her body she doesn’t like.  

the cross on her ankle
an insomniac’s
plus sign.

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I say to the bird of the chipped brain
that faith
is fascination’s

bruise…

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the food is gone that was seen by prayer
Barton D Smock
Written by
Barton D Smock  48/M/Columbus, Ohio
(48/M/Columbus, Ohio)   
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   Glasgow Girl G1, --- and Mote
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