James McLain Poems

I can’t remember
the last time my husband,
didn’t sleep through the night.
I can’t remember
...

And her eye was in her petticoat which opens race/lace.
I awakened suddenly sexually.
And begin my heart beating
because some exactly, 'it is strange.
...

When evening comes
and shuts our eyes
where hot days those are
where love is permitted
...

it was as if
awake and grace.
and if as it was
each day
...

I can’t remember
the last time my husband,
didn’t sleep through the night.
I can’t remember
...

I Thrust upward, 'Suddenly
It is only because that you move as you do
moving up, moving down
always around and the angles are awkward
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It is five thirty
a.m.
and she is still sleeping
my farting, sister
...

She was vaguely, yet familiarly relaxed, 'unawares
of some soft Mel Gorme music on the radio
and the occasional sounds of someone
moving around in and out of the room.
...

Guys get heavy and girls get full.....
that's a poem...
i am so heavy,
'you are so full, i am so hungry,
...

Even when i was small
i had colors varied
being humbled by many
girl friends
...