My True Love Poem by James McLain

Was found reading a magazine
earths mother
is she ever
Terra firms mounds and mounds
thighs shaking covers hatch
tons joys coconut almonds
toes that are used to plug the noses of camels
full sausage lips dripping yesterday
taking up today leaving me a few hours
short of tomorrow
powdered face hidding creased rivers
shore floating heads black and white
moons of halves slay millions with
winked breath
always eye blinks blinks blinks massive neutron sighs.