James McLain

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

Re Packed Each Day 'In' Cotton - Poem by James McLain

Do you know how the why i pack
each mouth In Cotton.
Great pale moons each dark
one full is too.
Full and wide and how i made
each moist and full.
Just to pack each high flung
moon and that,
tongue filled mouth so full of
clean and
tender peaks, of white soft cotton.
Centered a small tiny splash of red.

Words fill the air, wax fills your ears
each Q tip
fixed on each end, so you may hear
once more
how the mouth was packed so full
about clean cotton,
and what it's done to make you feel
like your not the only one,
being packed with all that cotton,
every day,
long stormy nights as well,
therein you dwell, speaking not one word.

A voice good bye, while I walk by each side,
about inside the hospital,
and now it's much to full of wounds like that....
Each day your mouth, i packed so full of cotton.

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, December 22, 2009

Poem Edited: Sunday, May 23, 2010

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