I Drilled A Hole In Yourhead Poem by James McLain

James McLain

James McLain

From Tampa Florida And Still Living Near By

I Drilled A Hole In Yourhead



Loud was the wind rushing
through that hole.
Wondered how you came
bye it?
Through luck or dread laying
as you were.
Peace full sleeping like a
babe.
Glazed was the single orb
and color was lost milky
to me.

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James McLain

James McLain

From Tampa Florida And Still Living Near By
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