Three new- erected

Three new- erected

Red and white towers

On point

In the swamp

Broadcast faded

My boots sucking, silted

Just past the toll

Of a remote balance

No tender-passing hands

Tom McGlynn

copyright 2016

I got up grateful

I got up grateful

For my feet

Forsaken years

Subservient

Firm beneath

My awkward frame

Which tilts a way

Down pounded streets

Slicked for wheels

Not measuring

Unlike my ruling

Heels and toes

Tom McGlynn

copyright 2016

This way

This way

Imperfect Eden

Ravaged

Of its summer fruit

Bunkered and abandoned

Steals a life where

Life’s been thrown

Heaps of restless refuse

No longer banked

In self-storage

Nor prey to hock

Work silent

As invisible worms

Bankrupting the frames

Of these churches same

That worship

Ecstasies of comfort

In throes of magic death

Still the fog washes

The wild rose hip

Redwood heart

Still weeps its amber

Immemorial, casting

Insect life

Tom McGlynn

copyright 2016

Fails don’t leave me

Fails don’t leave me

Speechless

What happens

If you scream

Out your window

At the night

I’ve heard

Snoring can be fatal

Tom McGlynn

copyright 2016

Allergic to friction

Allergic to friction

The past hasn’t meant

Everything to you

As only in present
You might recluse

Seamless, integral

Dusty djin

Clean out

Your painted corner

This cage of ribs

You’ve hung on

Too long

Displacing breath

And blood

A seeming

Eternal ligament

Has snapped

Releasing muscle

From deadening chalk

Tom McGlynn

copyright 2016

Apart of

Apart of

The Milky Way

From my study

Of desktop

Ending up

A whole pile

Of ghost notes

The secret charm

Of which I am at

Once removed

Dark matter

Tom McGlynn

copyright 2016

Wherever I see

Wherever I see

Great books found

Becoming partisan

To method first

At issue

Is not upon

Opening

What I have now

That passage
Rewritten

Tom McGlynn

copyright 2016

There is so much

There is so much

Great work

To be done with

Here now

The pressure

Hardly ebbing

Never asks

Itself about

The infinite small

Which could maybe

Come from near

Why keep a close watch

Seasoned for breaches

The art of hidden

Faces of distinct countenance

Tom McGlynn

copyright 2016

Hello friends

Hello friends

Someone has created

An impostor profile

Clothed in wrinkles

Share an alchemic identity

One of the hottest rated
Title: fraud

Tom McGlynn

copyright 2016

The copings

The copings

From years

Boom concussion

Twist in

The sun brow

Of former course

What imagined

Prism-limes

My bones

This block

And the next

Get older

Leaning toward
Jerusalem

Tom McGlynn

copyright 2016