How I Came To Know Poem by James McLain
How I Came To Know
People reading poetry, in dreams.
For some is to reason is to why.
Do it, come inside and try it.
Did you not come here to have.
Why do you think about it now.
Dreaming, dreams I've
come to this, I have of dreams.
Controlling dreams, I seem to
have, at such a tender age.
Glasses skewed, I tremble bleu
at the thought, I really, really do.
This psychological association
With a plain old man and school.
And mental illness......iip
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