James McLain Poems

and worried for words no books.
asking but neither too ask for fear if we ask.
our parents unspeaking the devil is words
believe what it is/is it said,
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i rub it
right through them
and....
open windows......
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Astronaut pressed out neat.
When this takes place.
Make sure you are relaxed.
Are you ready for the preparation.
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Yet....You are not surprised happy...in the flower,
that....the neck it does upon the frost...
and shimmer in posies perhaps...
accidentally in that...the play of power.
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After It becomes hard.
Can you not see,
as it blooms from the throat.
The odor of passion.
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Such a platform young he sprung from.
Testing, testing, more testing.
Racing life spinning wheels
from his mind.
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My wife is joyful,
she is covered with dawns early morning sunlight.

Her body,
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I have been treated for depression
but my symptoms have as yet to improve me.
I think,
I may have have treatment-resistant depression.
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The feather on the field,
where someone is I turn and look surprised.
The cup of excellence, depending is.
The dust, neglect of some I do.
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