James McLain

Gold Star - 39,876 Points (1958 - / From Tampa Florida And Still Living Near By)

Pink Lips Launch Dark Lunacy - Poem by James McLain

The insane one is on beaches of glass.
The insane one is on beaches of glass.
To remember plays and garlands days and her laughter.
With obtained to keep the loonies well oiled and all in the day.
The insane one is in the hall; letting you call.
The lunatics are in my mirror too stay.
Paper holds their faces folded open on the floor
and day laborer the paper boy brings longs to bring more.
And if the cuts of stopping one heart pink it opens;
by my may years off too early
bells toll.
And there is no part it has on the hill
And if your head bursts with the light/dark presents too;
it drifts on far out to the sea;
you it sees it's pink side in black of the moon.
The insane one is in home in my head.
Laughing at they, think I'm doorless alone.
The insane one is deep in my head.
Raise up off the blade.
You bring to the coronation, why touch rearrange me.
You close with her key the door And it launches
seeing new worlds, always there.
Their' is it's key the one in my head but it's not the
moon it's still mid after noon
in the heat the rabbit still sleeps as I weep
on the island I dwell and waves wash over my feet
Sleeping on one beach made I sleep on green grass.
Inside of one though it leaks out.

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, February 4, 2010

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