James McLain Poems

The screaming bitch,
Is not bi-polar.
I suck and kiss her toes
One army of tounges,
...

Why should I care about rain and or snow,
About leaves that are green?
Or all the trees that you climbed that are seen,
Summer was ours by the sea.
...

After death and to long loves forgotten,
Will I still remember you.
Twilight's dream's,
Dream's of love, we both left unfinished.
...

Seventeen generations lost of soul
lived here valley of a shadow draws
you near.
Black of void the night so shiny is
...

Taboos experience is hardly any differant perhaps
than yours or mine
or any other mentally ill prisoner sent to prison
in Florida or the U.S.
...

I
want to know
why
and then
...

Do you like him now?
Do you want to roll the dice one more
Time and have nothing left?
Those vaginas he admitted to grope still
...

and i kissed them
yes so full
each pretty
petal
...