Long Moving Sexual Feelers
J
James McLain
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My head is buried in the ground
Where she can see
And everything she said she did
Not mean
I stab and stab and stab I touch
Her heart
She can tell that when I yell that
I meant everything
The tree she says is heavy look
I cannot move,
The roots are heavy, brown and thick
She thinks they move around
Yes to her I say,
as she pulls it from the ground
Listen I don't care
Other's here have died I heard
Just from the pain
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