James McLain Poems

Books may man burn, from ink may man learn,
Or write the song be it sweet, cause no harm or in tune.
So much to know and discern it not, 'affability is it's goal.
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Pastor she says, that each little cut
if but i say it to you
can you not at least try them on
if i could only but see it your,
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squatting at the opening of sleep
she sits
lightning to the omnibus
redcurrants
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Approached through the bushes
under the moon.
She struggles against the tree.
Smooth it feels of latex.
Nothing but a shadow is seen.
Lips come apart.
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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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Sometimes it’s not always about treasure.
Sometimes it's a part of a much larger service.
Rather sometimes a large service,
is a prerequisite to each a good party.
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Many days and days to many.
Think all those leaves I blew.
You scattering,
and hanging moss those others.
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Why do some boys wear Boxers,
and girls wear panties under dresses?
I asked Father Wilkins.
Because!
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If I again ride or come nigh.
Leisurely paced,
and thrust into now.
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