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The Houston Literary Review
January 2007 Poetry Issue II

The Houston Literary Review is proud to present the poetry of Christopher Mulrooney.
Certainly a craftsman who takes the ordinary and not-so ordinary and brings psychology, spirituality and physics  to life, Mulrooney is an exceptional talent that speaks to everyone and no one.


 

 

rules of conduct

 

 

 1.

  

the modules concerning this aspect of the governing game

rules will be itemized as follows

 

you have only fifty minutes once initialization has begun to modify the objective

 

there is no starting point the end is achieved by saturation

 

here we go now

 

outlines of the game field indicate a concourse or holding area as the prime or standard itinerary

 

the mind plays tricks and is therefore indefensible

abandon it

 

2.

 

the standard concourse has a way of walking peculiar to it by nature

 

this can be obviated if rule number one is observed

rule number one cannot fail

 

the absolute spectrum of all levels is tantamount to a presidium

you ascend

 

next player ascends to all levels to sustain all operations

operations are conducted under the auspices of rule number two

 

ask your mommy

 

Christopher Mulrooney

 

my fair and faith

 

 

 

 

 it includes

 

right out of the chute

 

a fat pig ridin’ the rails

 

lookin’ out for love

 

in these Western states

 

or back East

 

on the town steps

 

preaching in a vair gown

 

against the bougainvillea

 

or maybe once and for all

 

in the Midwest

 

a sanctified lot

 

or dirt area

 

overseas it’s a fine guillotine

 

or macerated vine

 

of hemlock

 

in the arena

 

of love

 

 

 

Christopher Mulrooney

 

the witchfinder

 

 

 

 

if any head or harm this devil

 

I decry thee for a witch

 

if these bouts

 

as who

 

which they say

 

were hay marry

 

would I just now conceptualize

 

the very merry couplings

 

down by the riverside

 

why so would I

 

 

Christopher Mulrooney

 

 

 

 

 

Artwork by Diana Magallon