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The Rawest Shit You Ever Did Eat, by Ben John Smith

The Rawest Shit You Ever Did Eat, by Ben John Smith

Like boxers
Who like hugs.

Bears in trash cans, finding a cheeseburger.

A feast

The end of ink in a pen

A bricklayer laying 500 bricks a day
For 60 cents a brick

A woman saving straws wrapped in paper
For her grand kids.

Kids drowned in bathtubs.

A cotton ball in a wet sink.

Nurses on call, all night television.

A sock with a hole in it
On a foot

A taxi driver lost

The bath water
A water line
We suck

But sometimes the hands of bricklayers
With the soft skin of a child,
The cotton drying out — warm again, dry.

The television turned off.

A quiet amongst the noise

A soft kiss
From a pair of sun broken lips

They take me
And it feels

I shouldn’t say sorry
To anyone
Anymore.



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