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August 3, 2016 / barton smock

slowing

the demon shits a child in the dream of yours where it first appeared

the mother gets less and less attention for being born

the baby uncrosses its eyes

at a lone urinal, I lose hours to the handstand
the occupiers
of my city
worship

proof a mosquito in the gravedigger’s ear

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