That Other Poetry Site Poem by James McLain
That Other Poetry Site
they only read your poems
if they are wicked sick and bad
and you harvest all the trees
and lay in all the bushes
where you pee.
words like panties
hold no sacred meaning
nor the clouds that cause the rain.
So i split the moon until,
it is shaking, 'deep inside.
and i move the captains back
while she is deep in sleep.
it is, 'mid night and another
burglary, 'just occurred'.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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