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Oct 2013
she believed the spider
had yelled at her
and she yelled
back
but yelling
wasn’t enough.

her boy was at a friend’s house
again and again.

in house, her carsickness
consumed
her shallow
sleep.

she had yet to believe in god
but believed     dreams
to be god pulling her out
of her eyes.

good people
don’t see
the highway
helicopter
as bait.
Barton D Smock
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Barton D Smock  48/M/Columbus, Ohio
(48/M/Columbus, Ohio)   
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