Fragile Gills Poem by James McLain

James McLain

James McLain

From Tampa Florida And Still Living Near By

Fragile Gills



Breath has its hold on me it is a
sad condition
one not of the mind
but necessity
as the the foot needs the toe
water must I have to breath
plea to the ear that seas.

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James McLain

James McLain

From Tampa Florida And Still Living Near By
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