I Hunch Over It Poem by James McLain

James McLain

James McLain

From Tampa Florida And Still Living Near By

I Hunch Over It



I hunch over it
more
to conceal it
than to hide it.

What is mine
is mine.
And from the apple
it is made.

I to taste it
the wine
or from the leaf
and grape.

I am made from instead
one or the other
not from both
do they know
by now
do you even know
from which
I came refined.

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James McLain

James McLain

From Tampa Florida And Still Living Near By
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