More Than Yellow, Cotton Bottoms Poem by James McLain

and being when your honest.
tell me,
hot the sun, then when it is and help it, can you?
some yellow on your, cotton bottoms.
have you ever left inside, these words on me,
tell me this if ever, when forever and you have?
and having soft white clouds, that hang below.
that hang above twin opened, fancy doors.
moon the yellow stars, each open petaled face.
and yellow is your cotton, when it's bottomed.
can you feel the world?
and have you, have you never.
when you know inside you have.
and sitting there so quite lost in heavy thought.
the world you feel it burn down, around you turning.
and being hot when you are hot and honest.
having had you never, love you, when you have!
sleeping in the open it is hard but quite.
and being, I am open to you, honest.
yellow cotton bottoms, when you speak is all you have.