James McLain Poems

My range of sight so dearly is
around your neck to do
you used my necklace
as a cloud
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Bringing the cushion into class.
I will never forget the pain
my first torn anal experience,
even though it was something
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Take a rose
the buds on top
first the others
open pop.
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Feelings not enough I am lacking.
This situation was reaching a stalemate.
I wanted to go much deeper.
Like on that reality show the one where.
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It is true that there is a hierarchy in prison
with armed robbers
generally being considered top of the pecking order
and rapists and paedophiles at the bottom.
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After the first year,
I was ashamed to be white.
In the world, white people
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You love different insights into philosophy.
When forced to your knees philosophy rocks.
You love every level of spurting life,
but the top level where life first reappeared.
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Mother of the Highway 50 is sort of New York and,
there I was at a store in brookridge,
which now was telephoned out neon completely.
Gentrified flesh old geezers waiting to die resticted area.
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Our joy comes from

A child that dances in light
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If you can make me
move the vibrator to the middle
and suck my left nipple
you can make me squirt
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