It Is, 'Fürbitten' Poem by James McLain

James McLain

James McLain

From Tampa Florida And Still Living Near By

It Is, 'Fürbitten'



Tunnel, this darkness hides,
pasts secrets, lost is child
screaming, electric buzzing,
walls along cuts, do breath.
I tear the face, that was mine,
gelatin grey, while child eats.

Monday, April 27, 2009
Topic(s) of this poem: child
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James McLain

James McLain

From Tampa Florida And Still Living Near By
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