Addicts Do Change Poem by James McLain

James McLain

James McLain

From Tampa Florida And Still Living Near By

Addicts Do Change



Names, more names, never ancient
protection from one's self, to wash.
In-blur to roam, wordless in eruptions
dawn, left on yesterdays new stain.
Journey of familiarly, scooping out
bowls previously uneaten, fresh was
the fruit, now stale, face now dull, eyed from
gluttony's bloated hand, inside still unfed.
Addicts can change, yet still you eat the young.

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James McLain

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From Tampa Florida And Still Living Near By
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