James McLain Poems

The planet revolves on a whim
of the gods ever changing the
channel we watch.
Dark thrillers of women who love
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Others can not will not have not
that is not the lot I choose.

Explaining to the sky egales fly
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Early riser, equipments gathered
Boat no hazards, safely hitched
Catching bait for my well, i trust
Flying free across the open water
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Hunger is fasting always eating bubbles asking
for a people stick on which to chew.
Leaking tears of spice to mellow tast of you.
Sitting on a bay of sunken docks sniffing reused
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Slightly skewed this mirrored face the mask
flew through a waiting hand fingers
clutched some dawn it
was not you.
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We, as, we raise i will raise each in our
thoughtlessness of our new found sleep,
and i in my heart as to find them in lovers path i tread.
Parting your part of a hand nothing it remembers,
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There is a lip whose like this lip is thick.
Them them [lay] a dizzily more liberal space is
necessary surroundings company suffering.
Them some the pretty face is handsome
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I can not notice the words they speak,
the lights dimmed,
so there is a growing,
laughing men and maids in the volunteer search for him my eyes.
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thy kiss
do i miss
sweet
cotton is candy
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How long must I wait.
Your smile I see all around me.
The moon in the sky.
Bright light from your eyes.
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