Twisted Sisters, Jar Of Clay Poem by James McLain

James McLain

James McLain

From Tampa Florida And Still Living Near By

Twisted Sisters, Jar Of Clay



So, do you think you can cook,
inside of the jar like I am can?
Math, is quantum digressed,
when bent back from the hole.
Mutable space pressed flat,
spiral out, to unfold, a grasp..
Carbon jars, hold all that is you.
Darkest mass in the center,
fingers all grasp, when cold.

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James McLain

James McLain

From Tampa Florida And Still Living Near By
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