Skip to content
March 5, 2016 / barton smock

(-)

emptiness
the inexperienced
nude

wouldn’t know
the body
from two
failed
twins

I followed my father everywhere

into the fire
he wouldn’t
set

mama mono
the haint
of foretouch

had three
loves
that were not

ash, sloth

glacier…

if not heaven
then a place
in its
museum

Advertisements

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s

%d bloggers like this: