New poems by Christopher Mulrooney
the price of admission
you kick the sign in your forehead
with your own left foot
it isn't a guarantee by any means
something about your grace when doing so
must win the heart of the machine
shop 'til you drop
I. Brokeback Market
you check your guns at the door
the lonesome cowboys on the soundtrack
watch your every move
with rustling eyes
II. HQ Super
this is the peaceable kingdom
swans and geese are for sale
pigeons and sweetmeats
fans and automobiles and diapers
III. meat market
the lonely matador leaves his ring
for security at the carniceria
you can fight it at four
and have it on the table by seven
apologia (Nazim Hikmet)
no steed silvered for saddle Ive
nor legacy to me
land nor wealth
a honeypot Ive got
a honeypot
red-hot!
its my all my honey is
I keep
my land my wealth
that is to say my honeypot
from every sort of vermin
oh just you wait
with this to me
a pot of honey
there will be bees
from Timbuktu...
Boxsall
see that hes met at the door
but lets not be over-indulgent
get him some coffee or a drink if he wants one
thats it
how do you do Im saying
how do you do Mr. Boxsall
do you like my art collection
its my favourite this one
it hardly cost me anything
now its worth oh millions
but thats not why I love it
I read your review this morning
and I wondered if we might have a chat
do lunch no I have staff for that believe me
do a meet there are young people who say that
no I just wanted to have a chat
look I respect the freedom of the press
you remember Cary Grant saying an unseen power
or something like that yes
that was a long time ago
look here old man
I dont want any trouble with you
or with your organization
but what are you saying
we let the free market decide
whats right and wrong with our product
you cant buy happiness with love
it takes real money
theres a capital investment here
that reaps a whirlwind of cash
flowing in and out all the time
think of the payrolls on our units
we have space to burn here
and our time is valuable
valuable so would you mind
do you mind if I dont see you out
just go back the way you came
dont ask Dorothy anything at all
just dont darken my door in future
Dorothy I didnt think youd mind if I went
to North Hollywood for a few hours
just to see how things are going for a while
just dont cancel all my calls
and see to it the gentlemen are entertained
is he gone well thats a relief
when the boss gets back just say
I was pretending to be someone
its part of my acting therapy
who reads the critics anyway
whered he get that painting did you say
oh it was here when he moved in
theres something about it but I dont know what
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