Empty, Full Of Mayhem Poem by James McLain

James McLain

James McLain

From Tampa Florida And Still Living Near By

Empty, Full Of Mayhem



Rear eternal sun and butterflies.
Drifting into the dawn of day.
And gray words unlike the sky.
Dying oaks lie east and west.
Immortality.
Damp you disassemble,
begin before the north comes south.

The kingdom after that as for the Tis.
Completly.
Pauseless each monarchy without sons
Whom to those one says.
Royal courts.
His, himself and her to him, himself.
Someone's she her hand himself,
in correct from second base I run.
Diversified our God.

God of the miraculous.
Tis she stands before me.
Using midnight unto dawn one star hangs north.
And inbetween out back the rear.
Miracle of his and she with midnight
to her south and emptied full of mayhem.

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James McLain

James McLain

From Tampa Florida And Still Living Near By
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