Monday, January 20, 2014

Get out


Get out
Bright spirit
Polished dim
Over mute
Entanglements
Uncalled for tongues
Remit or quit
Your clucking cheek
Poor circling

Arouse arise
Unendingly
Cut and cut
The blackened loop
A running time
A stamping die
Acquitting rumors
Thin of mouth
Of a paucity
Of chin

Empty out infirmaries
Enormities
Of sickened waits
Clenched and lonely
Aftermaths
Counting on
And on and on

Get out
Bright spirit
Polished dim
A moral coil
To slip anew
















Tom McGlynn
copyright 2013

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