John Mulrooney
2 Poems
Lines remembered from a lost notebook 1
Neptune on the subway
blesses with his sceptreGirls with slash marks on their arms
A fiery light from a moving sky
still shines on the intractable state.
Lines remembered from a lost notebook 3
round vowels of longing from the faucet
splash of water and the night’s dossier
slides off my fingers and face,
slick scummy story
invisible and always unfinished