James McLain Poems

It Can Never Change
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Once a public bathroom.
While gentle sucking noises,
she uses her hand to speak,
and both at the same time.
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Yours Is now a different world, some children say?
A world that lost it's way as thought advances?
May it never be, that we must give less thought,
to those with more in thought or how the thoughtless.
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Watching Bukowski's moves
never leave me more than a bottle of beer
half full.
He took a hold of her left hand
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e.e.cummings ash en
making long productions, milk and cream
me, 'being yourself and he smiling
and the amine woman
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Children of tomorrow,
do not live in all the tears that fall today.
Will the sun rise up tomorrow,
bringing peace in any way,
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A week or so ago
I walked by my self to the store.
Having just turned ten I was proud of my
new found independence.
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Blind
since birth
a cow
was milked
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My first night in Raiford
was brutal
awakened in the middle
of the night
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Between the light of day
and as darkness sleeps
on the silver light
that shines down on your face
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