Your Mask Poem by James McLain

James McLain

James McLain

From Tampa Florida And Still Living Near By

Your Mask



Your mask..
my mind..taken..
Wrapped..fingers..
around..my..
Death..white..
Plaster laughs..
To hold..it..
Your mask..
Of wood..is worn..
Oiled and shinny..

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Catrina Heart 09 July 2009

fine poetic comparison...lovely!

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Eyelizabeth Unknown 09 July 2009

HMMM INTERESTING for sure

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James McLain

James McLain

From Tampa Florida And Still Living Near By
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