James McLain Poems

How do i live..
From smile to smile..
When together..
We smile..and the suns..
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Physician..
Robed in white..to..
Lay in sight..all..
Such hurt that..lays in..
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How many nights my hand held on throat,
while time stays lost so innocent in sleep.
Found inner pact through key holed window,
demons eye in fear on passions mind it plays.
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Rose and trestle, support,
each other, red bud heavy,
it lays to woo on the wood.
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Is it.. his treasure..bold..
Heavy opens ruby chest..
Cheeky hot..angry moon..
Flames afoot..in eye alone..
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To see the tail..
Held...aloft...
Lifting of hair..
Combed back
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Inside thorns..pale cloth of branches...
Moon looks heavy..trembled swollen...
Red eye outside perimater..you..know...
Throaty cough..make rivers run..to seat..
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I lay here..I tell you..only now..
Because my time..grows short..
Trapped in a bed..wishing I could..
Now you know..I never could..yet I tried..
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