James McLain Poems

There are
no more soft beds
free will
by him whom you praised
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I have been around and if better things I do
with death of dreams I've found.
From my perch I watch, I have heard the talk
of prolonging life and if I'd ever come.
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I trod lightly, homophobic world
behind iron bars
where you put me, loving.
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Dark and deep the woods are pink they keep my secrets safe.
Beneath the loamy soil,
the leaves have filled a void, my one good eye that sees you it now glows.
Above my face from back to front hangs moss that hides the moon.
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Predictable human behavior
does not depend upon obvious variables.
Hurting U.S. makes U.S. easy to predict,
and why expert witnesses are handsomely paid.
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There are none more than some think.
Than bitter winds and dying leaves;
Two can see what cold winds bring.
And knowing ought from nothingness.
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When you thought that no one was looking;
I saw you stick a long needle
through the back
and right up through the head of a lizard.
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Moving in and out of the dance of life
I backed away
she then moved closer to me.
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The sun,
shines on the sky way
below
the waters dark
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The stars are bright
the moon behind her
friend to me seems
empty but it's always full
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