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Jul 2012
a street vendor’s cup game in three geese.

a slim parade.  even the clowns.

a bus stop where you can  
brush your hair.  

a girl’s arm
based on
loosely
others.

a cell phone beside a dog.  ringing, then not.

a notice, a nail-  the police cannot save them all
they are leaves
after all.

a returned
front room
window.  left to right
the life
in it;  the van of flowers.

writing her leg:  dear leg, I’ve written
your cast.  

two men saying yep.  then nothing.  then a third man
late with
yep.

divorce.  but I would be remiss
to drop
its equal-
a baton.                        

candy wrappers at the base of an oak
we call
tree.  

a boy walking his fingers into his mother’s purse.  a boy and a purse

that abandoned year.
Barton D Smock
Written by
Barton D Smock  48/M/Columbus, Ohio
(48/M/Columbus, Ohio)   
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