James McLain Poems

Hidden as I watch the mouth of the serpant talks.
Hidden,
hidding a mound of serpants learn to fly and walk.
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He wipes his tears over my eyes.
Silence is my world in which he lives.
Over time it is hard to resist the sand man.
The hour glass figure I have up or down.
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Old yellow was not my dog.
Now that she is.
She is as fresh today as last night,
come go away.
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Latter after she removes the first bandage.
Like a large bore barrel shot gun blast.
They the larva were pulled forth up and out.
One at a time from the past where her chest.
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Always sharp and never dull.
High stilettos.. vampy.. slick.. pain.
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I pursued your more woman than mannish laughter.
I having drunk off your vine never being that drunk.
The rocky mountains above the ceiling of glass.
The wind which made the sea heard us laugh.
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I have been seeing and sometimes this hearing.
At school I am hiding in the bushes simply so I.
Large quantity of woman not quality whom know.
And know they wish even more even knowing.
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When everything is good and it has disappeared in war.
And the earth was universal with wants of world peace.
Reparations labels and chips like him a bible trumpet.
Hurricane preparation dead babies must go some where.
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You are falling back into me where upon.
Found again in the sea.
Whereas because of the eye.
There you gained I am thinner.
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With no adequate facilities
I grow tired of watch jail T.V
Expecting a different reaction to a question
by a guard ill-equipped with out training
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