Walrus
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James McLain
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Brown, fat and deeply wrinkled.
My narrow perch of wait i rock.
Harbors the mouth of my youth.
Breath i lent once slow is labored.
Even now ivory and yellow song.
Too dance as youth moves north.
Black and white the whale comes.
Memories flash bright, red the smile.
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