Undergarments Poem by James McLain

In order to expand and learn in her white secret.
Are your intentions surrounding interior the red eye,
of which it burns being started the flame initially.
She as me in between it/she where it comes to pull
enough to be at the outside and the respective/respectively
purring long milky trail comets tail thing to fall in green Ravel
her dreamy lower part and me each narrow road it to be cold
when i leave it each time,
It's In the place which is visible; translucent even transparent
where is it not from a fire one moon each month
time comes and she sleeps and the uterus undergarments
open i seed every location vast the far off 'Galaxy'
which it sprinkles and came in with the bang it being
internal from the deepest it's hot yellow face your place
and in order to soak it again and again with your/her body
which it waits and i waited before the one whom was first
and thinking about it was he really that selfish...........