James McLain Poems

as i sleep they emerge, i wait for them,
patience is not there forte.
i see them warily talked out, this light
bulb i peek from is so warm, it blushes me, in to
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i learned how to eat from the
table like a human being.
i have no idea, where i will sleep
the snow has melted, she brings
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Into the open waters,
effortlessly flies the
casting net, so puffed.
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The river is mighty, swollen, it is
brushing the banks, overflowing.

Still thousands of she males are
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Yes, i am afraid of what others may think, so
i run away and hide behind, there mask of bitter pain.
I was told, to feel alive is to be dead, never to glow in life
is to never, flow in rivers of milk, yet i do, must try.
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Be strong, and kind, in warmth, with
this tree my life, i lay in this, hot blot
of ink my head, that seems to cold,
i moan, tremble, lost in rains, that pour
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Be strong, and kind, in warmth, with
this tree my life, i lay in this, hot blot
of ink my head, that seems to cold,
i moan, tremble, lost in rains, that pour
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Because you are numb, i will play in
my mind this single time, dreams for you.

As I lay on the bed, dead on the inside'
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I trip over pebbles, dusk is ash es,
Your wall is my watch, soft purples.
My eye is not blue, pink is not grey.
The wall to worn, block is steppes,
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Again i dream, i am an ear
i swim, into a nest, so softly.
You pinch the sky, cover me
blankets, as color, trans flex's.
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