James McLain Poems

I called the humane society just the other face
of some whom are.
Promises weren't made I thought they were.
So many cat's the food's enough.
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Pleasant to the ear as it falls.
Listen to the rain as tears wash away your fears.
As the streets are washed clean,
so the soul of each child reappears.
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You are not like some of the others.
Tired old scrawny frightened poets.
Near by seated hereupon, my ivory throne.
Pallets of paint by the tube, full and listing.
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Father knew about the Devil.

Through temptation and alter girls.
Mother Superior,
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Moon will my beam cross over?
Moon how too know I am so lonely.
Moon know, why I do sit under you?
Moon You are so bright, I reach up,
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Being from some place,
other than here.
It may come across too you as different.
I am totaly enclosed,
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Pink Pearl Necklace; and heaven is this.
My island an afterthought mornings glow,
and pink sands there coral waves grow.
Happy are the oysters every night as pink
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The 'Happy' Porn Star.
Grew up in poverty,
on a farm.
With too many brothers and cousins.
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I want to walk in many worlds.
While awake 'I' see but 'Death'
and it is more
than that a 'dream' of what you think
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A grave digger;
Once was more than the handle by you
they both held,
inside of each shadows grey swept hole.
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