Alone* Poem by James McLain

James McLain

James McLain

From Tampa Florida And Still Living Near By

Alone*



In a cage of fear crowds of primitive people
always near tearing rending ф л э ш from bone
in mouth a snare frozen horror meat of putrid
breath revealed blood of sight so dear
where is your mother mine was eaten.

Wednesday, December 10, 2008
Topic(s) of this poem: fear,mother
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Linda Winchell 12 December 2008

My Mother would be proud of me now. I eat only veggies and some fish and chicken. No milk or cheese or white flour or pastas. So I like this piece a lot! ! Ten Stink! Linda

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James McLain

James McLain

From Tampa Florida And Still Living Near By
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