James McLain Poems

Such pitiful thing one human needle which
teaches and lives compared to it's straight and narrow
do you ask her to ask her to do it the first time
and if she does it to ask and does she to ask
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today i am tired
and it's raining
it has been for most of the day
coming in through the back door
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She removed her hand from her panties slowly,
traced her lip where
the fruit juice of her passion has been attached.
Then as for her this time just, she reached,
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When he arrived
ask of me,
why am i here?
Looking him in the eye
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i pass them knowing
knowing i know they see
full and scared
no one to care
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I will be knowing and that (thing)
i will listen and i pass it to know it, [iss]
it is me they report, threatened swollon
and anyone a possibility of seeing the method of me
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How it is that i like thee?
Cortly are thy manners to me.
how i liken too with thee
with it's depth and width and size.
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The [sun] [the] beef you/I purchase with out streeet,
the very first purchase of my life and which falling;
I have and thus you as well; held secretly within hearing it beating within your heart minds dwell.
Street girl sales and pulleys,
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I am Yours and yes; you are my one blue eye of glass
i see by: green glass that you, I have paid for,
throw upon the floor
and each peice again once swallowed makes
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This
one cloud
is but
honor from sky that cloud
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