Friday, February 26, 2016

Haunting is all

Haunting is all
“Get out”

The rudest address
Spirit dragging
Way- caught
In hailing

At most spectral
Height of mark it
Hauling limbs
Too smoke dance
Nearly- extinguished
Reeling











Tom McGlynn
copyright 2016

Tuesday, February 23, 2016

Down on all fours

Down on all fours
To four ladders
Pulp of fingers
Wrought, trundled
Iron

Bees on the lawn
Secretly code
Fleeing the tower

Avoid the stairs
Screaming
The storm spends
A night











Tom McGlynn
copyright 2016

Monday, February 22, 2016

The mechanicals

The mechanicals
Bugged in
Off hours
Unself-made
Men

Cheever’s boiler
Quits
In winter
Miller’s sump
Clogs
In spring

Forever
Infernal
Twisting
There
Authors









Tom McGlynn
copyright 2016

Sunday, February 21, 2016

Vain architecture

Vain architecture
Unfaithful, vertical
Hangs like paper

The sky laid down

At base
Our crowd
Did houses
Bloom

Unfounded
Are missing
Continents









Tom McGlynn
copyright 2016

Thursday, February 18, 2016

Baked into

Baked into
The architecture
Inadvertent, minus
A wonderful choice
Of footage
Continuing
A grit on war
Independent of
What 
Life hands us












Tom McGlynn
copyright 2016

A mark

A mark
On which
A bowl
Standing for years
A marble slab
Had been
















Tom McGlynn
copyright 2016

Wednesday, February 17, 2016

Bison will be

Bison will be
On the ground
Introduced
When wanting
My ears lie
Too my eyes

Once you laid
These stories down
What warmth enrobed
You plain

So an interior decorator
Faked this particular
History











Tom McGlynn
copyright 2016

Friday, February 12, 2016

A heart quarters


A heart quarters
Succor
Four- squared
Inside
Its spacey odyssey

Where wolf- winter circulates
The unforgiven wind
And the blood of ice
Splayed outside
Its astral sleeve
We count on
Constellations
Warming the sky
To continence

O well
I’ll seek the moon at your throat
As you echo through pebbles













Tom McGlynn
copyright 2016

Tuesday, February 9, 2016

Promising independent horror

Promising independent horror
Almost any developed nation
In icy sea caves
So assist great minds
To delegate
Their worth in salt
Cast headless before
The horses of wisdom
Pounding on
A gavel plain










Tom McGlynn
copyright 2016

Saturday, February 6, 2016

The opportunity has arisen

The opportunity has arisen
For me to fill
A rather large
And beautiful space
Where, less tangible
Efforts can scale

Everyone is welcome
To take 
As many risks
This square offers
Incline that character
Not important 
To its stories













Tom McGlynn
copyright 2016