I Am That 'Child' In 'Your' Swing Poem by James McLain

James McLain

James McLain

From Tampa Florida And Still Living Near By

I Am That 'Child' In 'Your' Swing



i am that 'child' in your swing,
knowing no better i sing.
i have no pockets,
my worlds are transparent.
and the words on my face
like yours is a blank,
so i swing.
i pull on the rope and i swing.
the rope,
it is my song,
and it is long and strong.
each thing you have done,
and my memory is long.
what you have done,
when you killed me was wrong.
i pull on the rope while i swing.
up at the apex is the arc.
it is high at the top,
bound up tight
and your gagged
and you swing on my tether.
so i pull on the rope and i sing,
a sweet song.
you knowing
as i move it up, you move it down.
i pull on the rope just a little bit
harder each time.
i am that 'child' in the swing.
and hanging you down,
i have tied off
your foot.
i am that 'child' in your swing.
i love when we swing in the dark.

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James McLain

James McLain

From Tampa Florida And Still Living Near By
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