Some detail of

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

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

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

 

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