Some detail of
A new work
In progress
All for just
My imaginary friends
Has taken hold
Where relentless
Jokes are held
Tom McGlynn
copyright 2020
Where few of
My works reside
Finding them was
Always thought that
But honestly I wish
You can’t pin
Any of this on
Me of course
When the old
Problem of quality
Over quantity
Has run out
Of short division
Tom McGlynn
copyright 2020
People are still
Using impact
In stupid ways
When your stories are
No longer available
If you send them home
I hope they have a great visit
The human chain
Can make up
For lost causes
A willing bondage
Even fabulous
Dinner conversation
Would not be able
To robot myself
To that wheel
Tom McGlynn
copyright 2020
Starting to think
That any one
Having thirst tasted
Can’t even describe
This in-person thing
Meanwhile on the same tree
(With different branches)
All the cross-disciplinary
Warning and explanation
Was singing without hearing
Spoken to write- in (once, again)
The name of the father
Ever wanting to master
A folk instrument
I idly picked a thread
Revisiting my experiment
With that kind- of
Steady unraveling
Tom McGlynn
copyright 2020
This update on quality
Of life projects
Is brought to you by
Reimagining Space
Your estimated
Time of arrival
Is totally in the mail
A friend told me
This inside story:
“What if the unknown
Is devoured
By the military
And political class”
Would that it
Were a mistake
To apply black and white
To an entire spectrum
Tom McGlynn
copyright 2020
