James McLain Poems

The words are never confusing
like your words are to me.
Love is not a word to me, am I in
this for sin, or just you?
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When I crack my lid, and the nurse is over me
with her scalp, I can tell by the glint in her eye
she loves me.....I see the scalpel....
..it's better than nothing, released, ..
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It must..it has to be..
it just must...or I would
die..alone, full of all the
worlds new, barrenness.
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Sulum dies is dies.
Sulum dies denuo is spiritus.
Sulum bud is brings, is
pinker quam unus pro.
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Ardently the mouth to brain crossed impulse.
It is not from other things to thus upon I force.
That which we want,
we want it now because we want to know we live.
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Dean Martin when the eddy was flowing laughing was coming.
Feelings of, the rat pack is good.
Sammy,
there was something even then, very Joey.
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Cowards do it to you and you do it to.
Look through the window thats tightly closed.
Well I, if you will confess to it what it is that you do.
Why does the woman never get caught.
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Having to go out, I did.
Water murky the top covered in white caps.
Tough woman I like as well.
Never the less after reaching the buoys.
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Right now I am out of jail on bond.
With you, I am trying to be honest.
I had a nervous breakdown because.
Since leaving my wife,
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Each page, thy proffered word, as ink to quill.
Innate his will, upon his throne, it shall be done.
Wisdom, crown and glory, stars, his divestments.
Where clear skies that bring them all, safely home.
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