Screwdriver Poem by James McLain

James McLain

James McLain

From Tampa Florida And Still Living Near By

Screwdriver



The left ankle kisses the right wrist
left wrist talks to the right ankle
prearranged unique upward angles
and hung up from the ceiling
swung around orange turned, slightly twist.

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James McLain

James McLain

From Tampa Florida And Still Living Near By
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