James McLain Poems

Her mouth curses,
filled with lies and oppression is.
Under his tongue,
lays her trouble, evil does.
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When she,
eats the cheese,
and leaves the cracker.
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You look through
grey wet world to
everything here is
moist stilled births
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Can love be all, if it is not mean nor full of hate?
No more being measured by how you look or if in sleep,
You sleep in the nude as rain blows in through the window.
Yes if so I would watch as you have watched over me.
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I am a living witness to it all.
I could hear the people being raped at night,
in every Florida prison they placed me in.
In the last one Union correctional institution,
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She came and left and came back as a man,
and a few sleep less than the rest.
Just have it in your mind that the rest,
you find have not turned the backs on you
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