James McLain Poems

Having blue eyes where you are I am.
That it comes to me at dawn.
Kind are you are beautiful.
The love which I feel,
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Look at us!
An an ant and a flea.
Flea crying says mum is gay.
Flea you are here! How is it true?
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she is attracted to him simply because,
he is strange, beautiful, and seemingly repulsed by her.
This has happened to you,
look several times now high school.
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Bathed in colored pillars of light.
Chastless your heart once it was mine
was as light as your eyes
and hefting too they were heavy.
Lest it shut out chastity as once was I.
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Coming in from the darkness you step forward to me.
You are the victim
and grabbed I am by you from behind.
Covering your eyes so you cannot come.
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I have three complicated vibrators.
I keep in the shoe box under the bed.
Before even more recently I have thought.
That one or the other of my beautiful daughters.
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As a result of moving away
from the changes, these changes.
Some parents brought up with the strictest codes
are moving their young woman away
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At the center of my poets head
in addition to being called
by she whom I know that she is.
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squatting at the opening of sleep
she sits
lightning to the omnibus
redcurrants
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