Malcolm McGill

Malcolm McGill Poems

What is
is what isn't,
isn't it?
...

Running the world is as
easy as rolling
righteousness in between the
Red, White, and Blue.
...

To read and write
without conscience
is to hunt
without
...

Love cannot be
in a better
place
next to the dry cleaners
...

I appeared at the dumpsters
taking my shoes off
as I turned
I walked through the
...

when i arose
like a plot twist in prose
i found my head in a box
with jagged rocks and those
...

Lines from Silence
A Confession from Heaven:
1.
Not an eon ago
...

Do you have dreams about him too?
He's old, he limps, he's balding.
No children. One wife.
He's happy.
...

9.

The tower straightens its silver stone back once more
and I have not to ask whom the bell tolls for.

The flowers wilt, 'ere it tis the last time I am sure
...

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What is
is what isn't,
isn't it?

Yes
entirely. Indeed,
in deeds money stays
green
against the black feeling


Time is on our side
are we fighting something?
You ask many
Questions
And when rivers flow
to outer waters
they
flow within
themselves
Being what stars
lit the path
in writing for
them to be

There is no problem
about the accident.


He was never
behind me
and I
see through your safe-guard,
windows.
Reboot such
thoughts across a field
of wild women
Just as if the first
Sin never happened
They are free from
Prisons
or
Free in prisons
Imprisoned in prison
creates prisms of
complex
No need-
Run, just run.

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