'Something, Touched Me Poem by James McLain

New experiences
something is there
it waits
it wants only you.

The earliest
memories
I have of my
vagina is.

I know now
that you didn't
mean to kill
us all
but you knew
we would tell.

Why do those
hairy brutes
want what
I never had.

Other girls
are here where
you are at.

Most are covered
with a very
thin layer
of powdery
green top soil.

The other's
have been
here longer.


Some of us
spilled in our
pants right before
the end
and his dog ate it
foul breath
when he ardently came
blindly some of us
twisted
and pulled
at our panties
and
their have been
no more
birthday parties.

Their are not many
of us left
to attend them
how old
were you at my
last one.

Anyway
we would have
prefered
to be taped
and alive
but the
Republican party
in Florida
knew that if
being raped carried
life
then the perves
would kill us all anyway.

U.S.
girls here wonder
what incentives could be used
where the harry brutes
would let us live
and not die.


One girl here she
once was the first
wants to know why
Republican Politicians
pass laws where
children and blacks
are murdered
in Florida.