The Key The Cross Poem by James McLain

James McLain

James McLain

From Tampa Florida And Still Living Near By

The Key The Cross



it touches left leg off it is on lt's interior
beside the wall
my right hand the key the cross
legs it uncrosses
and opens them inch or two
with ends of finger I cherish black mink slowly.

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James McLain

James McLain

From Tampa Florida And Still Living Near By
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