Mum Poem by James McLain

James McLain

James McLain

From Tampa Florida And Still Living Near By

Mum



why mum the key hole
is a wet desert.
For me,
i see your
finger moving in and out
of dads the bum
when you do that to me,
and i am to
and how come
you talk about the lawn
and dew?

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James McLain

James McLain

From Tampa Florida And Still Living Near By
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