Always Your Darkness Inside I See Poem by James McLain

Young pretty girl
old maid
breasted large
shriveled
cave of honey
dried prunes
I see you every way the mirror does
weepy knees to
shake of fear
knocking little fellas
knowing i know what you are
how it was you came here.
Cutting, clawing, lying
inside biting thrills
weeping arms
seeking to hide from me yourself
you see.
The Doctors says you are
sickly
like his daughter you
helped to slaughter
lead her you did
innocent matters to you
preferenced to know
yet not cutting away your
fat eyes that
see every thing i said is true
jumping from every bridge
is mind to
tremble in cowards breath
death lays while you watch
thrilled again a
victim you to gain
seeking baths
forever in
cleansing rituals none
see yet i know
squaring squatting faces
flushed
running pout this mouths
rivers run from their ugly ears
plugged with time
gagged in sand
hand clenching unclenching
giving it all up to start again
in you fresh breath
no smell
quivering mass my protoplasmic whip.