We cannot eat

We cannot eat

Bibles say

Take a minute

To think about

Your blessed network

All new activity

Frowned upon

Will be broadcast

With color

The left

Behind preachers

Flash back starry
Social lights

Tom McGlynn

copyright 2015

Cruel and unworkable

Cruel and unworkable

The god who

Riots quell

Offers

A signature mix

Tools to compare

The net worth

Of prized fighters

To cellar rats

In the mean, whiling…

A most compelling list

Of criminals

Busy design funds

Razed for son setting

Victim hoods

Weather they have

A catchy account

Does it matter?

We do nothing and
Things get done

Tom McGlynn

copyright 2015

Once so proud

Once so proud

See all memory

A step, a head

Technically

No “time out”

Newfangled stuff

Some pretty heart

Wrenching reflection

My mourning

Facial routine

Has treasure
Every drop

Tom McGlynn

copyright 2015

Wasn’t such

Wasn’t such

A perfect day

To make entry

Into distance

What means

In which you

Leave again

Worried time

The weather

Has cooled

It is

With great sadness
More decidedly foreign

Tom McGlynn

copyright 2015

The carpet tycoons

The carpet tycoons

Bagged

Another revolution

Negative spaces

Glimpsing

Of the sky

Square off/ on

Ethnic novelties

You enter

Mid-stream

Ford trespassing

Sending to my

Lost phone

Riotous effects

When ploughing

The field

With finished decades

Matter becomes

More complicated

And careful

How you judge.

Tom McGlynn

copyright 2015

A second opening

A second opening

Hankering center

Not a fan

To create

Little peace

Can think of

Way more

Zombie lies

To tax increase

As they are

Rendered obsolete

Stupid loves

Get super spoiled

You want local

Or limber

Or both

But what you get

Is come together

Tom McGlynn

copyright 2015

No practical edge

No practical edge

Can catch me

Beneath a willow

Digging backwards

This site

Incorporate control

On the relative

Poverty line

Such a serious

Study

For readers what

They’ve read

Is where

They’ve been

Little soldiers

Executing

A sweeping arabesque

My kinda random

Draws lines

Of flight

Guaranteed

The greater advent
Impinging

Tom McGlynn

copyright 2015

At the end

At the end

Of spectrum eye

Became an over

Night sensation

Stumbling on

A double-headed

Light fixture

Connecting one

House of part
To another

Tom McGlynn

copyright 2015

She’s part

She’s part

Of the landscape

Now of the street

Cinnamon, abandoned

It went down this

Afternoon

Her family moved

Away

So sweet and friendly

Once we

Talked to some

People

The story

Of so many

Hit by taken

Shots

Tom McGlynn

copyright 2015

The half -lives

The half -lives

Of complex topics

My mad tastes

Physical, daring

Rewarding, glimpses

Degrees in free

Agency

Lighthearted portraits

Of a night

At the gravel pit

Enchanted paths

You fill in

Blank

The angle of

This picture

Way down

In the hole

Not my first

Time to see
This fair

Tom McGlynn

copyright 2015