Two Poems

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Joseph Glynn

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Unwinding

 

Exhausted from the toils of today

Shoes eject from socks, socks eject from toes

Grow light as your belongings become disowned

Shirt flies, pants sink, underwear spins around the ceiling fan

You are finally free, absorbed entirely by your cushioned retreat

 

But there you lay, wondering why something still nags

Dirt from the day clings; so you rise from your cocoon 

And take off your skin

But again, you’re so tight, so why stop there?

Unweave all your muscles, pull out all your nerves

Stomach empty? Goodbye. Heart heavy? Later dude.

Your back, your joints, your bones, clatter away

A hail of You crashing on the carpet

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Crammer’s Haiku

 

There’s never enough room

For ink kills all the whitespace

Where I foresaw The End

 

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Joseph Glynn graduated in 2025 with a major in computer science and a minor in labor unions and social movements.

Joseph wrote these poems in a course taught by Richard Murray, who selected these pieces for inclusion in WHR.