James McLain Poems

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371.
Death Of Your Brain *

Beneth the little wavy wires your hair roots transposed into your scalp
peeled back a skull opened up
some cheese grayish instead
of pink I think looking in a
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372.
Be*upon Your Head A Crown *

Wild was time when racing by
stars could count the years
spinning earth into the yawn
nearing morning dawn.
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373.
Flip Of A Swith *

Running fast slow me down
inbetween on top some
ground hear the sound
foot on pebble flip that
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374.
It Is *

Sometimes quite never not
it is thus cold I shiver shake
as did he mornful soul
of old.
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375.
Yellow Lizard Blue's

One, Two, Three, Four
Yellow
Lizard Blue's
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376.
Lost In My Sand Box

Never mature enough to have children
she shouldn't and I supposed her to many to have.
I watched life go by, through her eye's.
Having to watch the young and the restless each day,
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377.
Incarceration Through The Eye's Of Your Guilty Child

I dreamt about this particular iceberg for many year's
as a young man
where in and out of prison I was, for a while.
It was big, big in size
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378.
My Rod Is Bent

379.
My Fellow Poem Hunter Poet's

Please know,
I am great full to all
whom have
an interest taken
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380.
The War On Drug's

I have never lived in Malibu, but the
vast majority of alcoholics,
and drug addicts
suffer from untreated, sever mental illness.
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