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May 2014
insects have imaginary insects.

if you listen lightly
the lit match
becomes a match
again.

you were ahead of your time and I was distant.

strangers have more grief than candy.

the doll learned it would be buried
with its clothes on
the moment
mother
used her inside voice.

I thank god in my sleep
for respecting
my privacy.

a reading from the book
of letting the dog
dig in the yard
you take it from:

have your father’s eyes
looked at
by your smartest
child.  have

boys.
Barton D Smock
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Barton D Smock  48/M/Columbus, Ohio
(48/M/Columbus, Ohio)   
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