flyting
here I have had you back and forth
on the common hearthrug more times than you’ve had
celebratory dinners with your colleagues in the media
and still the sour pickles of a gesture I get from you
still the cold wind in the palm trees face averted
grievance
the players and the performance have been delayed
by a snowstorm check that sandstorm
just a minute bad weather of some kind
brewing up they say the Taj Mahal
has a certain glow at teatime
Christopher Mulrooney is the author of toy balloons (Another New Calligraphy) and Rimbaud (Finishing Line Press). His work has recently appeared in London Grip, streetcake magazine, and Poetry Ireland Review.
