James McLain Poems

Poo Runners
do it too you
and you try not to
but they are clever
...

i know you are wicked
but it was your hand
that first brought it up
that led me
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Child, Dear Child,
Drink from the spring,
when it's clear and fresh
when ever you can
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This Stuff That You Dream Off; is no more
or less,
archaic than when it was I first thought of you.
A fist full of dollars, for a pound of brown flesh
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my babies toe
is just too
juicy
fat and sweet
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and after he comes;
who minds the store
all the dancing around
with more company on the way
...

too the few which are many,
and each secret you hold firmly
to your sore breast.
your so young and quite and you
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Even after all of the change,
he left you the same, and while.
I left him and once parted her,
One kiss left unconsummated.
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