James McLain Poems

It is every possible solution
thought out inside twice
because it to you is simple
it is not to me is it
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Cloths change old young
heart full tree decoyed
to hope
discriminateless aim
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Should money
play a role that most can't play.
Or be allowed
with debts that can't be payed
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I've begun to consider whether the unintended
outcomes of maintaining my privacy
outweigh personal and professional principles.
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When lilly kisses rose
and lilly I did know
and trees I thought
grew very deep
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I awake, to sleep in voices
pouring wine, into plates
on a string,
hanging from between, her eyes,
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It is a radicalised reparation of my haunting,
burned out lie.
It is, it's drug it in you choose, it's lips are fostered,
is in to pules of the mirror, it is washed from, in
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My gaze turns
towards the moon..
Pale blue light,
as I swim through it
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