Out Side In Poem by James McLain

Out side In was i, such i thought.
Whispers all around me, and lips.
Comparing this predicament,
too all the others, i could not.
Spinning, i was just spinning like a top.
Closer and closer to the edge, i dropped.
Lips softly nipped and soft lips nipped.
What happened next i could not guess.
Certain things were even to me, beyond them.
Then a lengthy evaluation and slumber i did,
and one thing too me was made clear, an end.