Honey As I Touch It Poem by James McLain

some cheerleaders
stay free
the shadow of your keeper
'careful' enters
an empty crows nest
where other girls lie to you
it drains your soul
palindromic
useless deaths
honey
as i touch it
spring breaks
two legged bait
looking
empty of lumber
cut as you are
my misters
wet on her panties
sliding silver mullets
through
my sisters satin panties
my mother's brother
used
plain white tissue
why
your nose
is pink
girl
lips talk about it
and the pulley pulls the pulley
saying
it is coming
from that Caligula roman person.