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Barton D Smock
Poems
Aug 2016
circa (xvi)
the water here, brother, is flat. drinkable when it weeps.
what you hear is a mom moving her baby.
god / you can switch
him off
like a bug
in a coffin.
I saw yesterday
your daughterβs
eyesight.
I saw today something using its gums
to open a briefcase
and something else
its teeth
to crack
a beetle.
Written by
Barton D Smock
48/M/Columbus, Ohio
(48/M/Columbus, Ohio)
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