James McLain Poems

Dans It's français; pas du tout it's; juste suggestif;
Ni tous ou ce qui est tenu en confiance vous ont contenu
fait face là-dedans.
Autour de chaque visage de coton, cela pleure exposé.
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Pain and agony from youth dispelled,
walking in circles then running around it.
Teeth up and down the long green skinny.
Green not yet brown, burnt red fire consumed,
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a 'Therapist'
defines the moment for who?
Who needs who the most.
Why did I come,
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The box that package,
can be recalled.
It first must be reexamined.
By a 'Therapist.
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a Disguise
is not easily tossed aside.
If one does wear one.
Two more will surely come.
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'Interrogatories' that Play With Dawn;
Attempting one broad stroke across the sky.
Pens that leak too find one word.
Seeing sparrows spread their wings
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It was under the main portable.
At school.
About nine a.m. us and day.
she and I crawled under there.
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When I was a child.
Memories earlier I have.
Too few.
To afraid I was, too cry.
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Some hills.
Higher or shorter.
There out and some upon.
Knowing you,
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Playing against the devil;
A pact with you I made,
never to forget,
turned out each face to face.
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