James McLain

Gold Star - 40,778 Points (1958 - / From Tampa Florida And Still Living Near By)

Hot Pressure - Poem by James McLain

They look with hot contemplation
at the time when its hot pressure…
stops drawing hot milk from me
a small innocent face looking in my face. ……
My good children….
Its mouth feels like fresh hot milk and I like so much, …

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, January 28, 2010

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