Best Mclean Poems

there is a town on the high plains
on the way to nothing
in the way of nothing
and in no particular order
are a few too many trailer homes
nestling, vying, clinging closely
to their mother superior,
Dairy Queen

the presumption that none
would venture this place on purpose
is falsified by some younger...

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I still sit upon the window looking on
Into nothingness and void all forlorn
I can't begin to even try to believe
That i won't ever hear you sing or jive
Everything that shone with your exquisite care
With you gone they seemed rusty and bare
Sometimes it feels like you...

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