the abandoned books of women by Barton D Smock

Jul 2012

hurry, grief, your mice
to a nearby
field.

close, silence, your mouth
in the ****** scar
of mine.

distill, wind, the river
your ****
fiction.

scarecrow
if I am worn, let me help you

undress.

Written by

Barton D Smock 48/M/Columbus, Ohio

(48/M/Columbus, Ohio)

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