The Door Left-Ajar Poem by James McLain

James McLain

James McLain

From Tampa Florida And Still Living Near By

The Door Left-Ajar

Rating: 5.0


The door left-Ajar.
By the last one that came.
Many colors run oft too center.
Yellow-round blank-milky eyes.
Red mouth bleeds from the middle.
Last gun again is reholstered.
Motives no money and tarts.

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James McLain

James McLain

From Tampa Florida And Still Living Near By
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