Airless Wing Poem by James McLain

James McLain

James McLain

From Tampa Florida And Still Living Near By

Airless Wing



Wingless I ride the commode
transmutation into boneless
chicken hen pecked
rolling head
rubber neck
laughing stock bare skinny
shins rusty scale
limed away
tackled
ticked lice vermin
splintered bones
dropped off in Kentucky fried.

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James McLain

James McLain

From Tampa Florida And Still Living Near By
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