And It Is Mixed Poem by James McLain
And It Is Mixed
when you next call out to me,
about my mister, who is used:
If the head is put before the center,
it is her king.
If the center is put before the head,
it is his queen.
But my lover, did not ever feel of it,
never in me, the head and the center.
and it is mixed.
looking somewhere under the center.
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