James McLain Poems

There is an ant,
needing help with a rock...
It puts the rock where it knows..
One ant catches up..on the run..
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SO,
Tarzan wades through, thick grass.
Jane sings opera, with Oprah.
Boy, well boyz are boyz, to men...to sing and grin...
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Gross Socrates, excoriated
to run uptown in mire to lay
upwind in kin the..CIA...........
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It is not hard, a walk
down your street after school,
kick a can, whistle Dixie
sing by my watch, for that
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It is difficult walking on fast upon your heel,
in the know, why I brought the turtle back
i do not know, do you?
I looked all over for it, it has to be hungry,
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it is not like some lost water pump on a car,
you cant find,
though you would follow the steam, to the
source, through the air and get burned.
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Tear dropps, drip
from both eyes,
like rain, last
sweet dropps
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As she watches me, split the pages
with her exacted, the blade trades places,
with the paper.
She appreciates my frugal, conservatism.
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