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Barton D Smock
Poems
Apr 2013
movie heaven
our boy is gone. boy’s mouth, boy’s knees.
I drop my jaw in an open field, turn my head
while pointing
at a kite.
a man sets a chainsaw
beside the ax
at my feet.
man
calls the ax
a quitting
cross.
he seems so disgusted, honey, so disgusted
I lose hope.
the last time our daughter
fell asleep on my chest
must’ve been the last time
our daughter
fell asleep on my chest.
-
I hear you sometimes
using my razor.
Written by
Barton D Smock
48/M/Columbus, Ohio
(48/M/Columbus, Ohio)
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