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Aug 2012
the free kittens and then just the one.
how I tried
not to run
out of people.

how I kicked
in a town
famous
for two things

     a quilt and a lake.

how before I could throw it in the lake
     the stone became a drop of water.

these are not without image, but I did see them.

     the miscarried child in a graduated medicine cup-
how I almost poured mouthwash there.
Barton D Smock
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Barton D Smock  48/M/Columbus, Ohio
(48/M/Columbus, Ohio)   
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