Lap Car Poem by James McLain

James McLain

James McLain

From Tampa Florida And Still Living Near By

Lap Car



Alone rides slap of rails
to jerk, down and up, are
lights move away, seen
hand in hair, sweet lap.
Peach clouds my head.

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James McLain

James McLain

From Tampa Florida And Still Living Near By
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