Tuesday 30 April 2019

The Government Food Company (DRAFT/UNFINISHED)

St Simon’s church hall
hangs out in a busy vestry 
with cereals, rice 
        and donated people tenderly
that know that 
       they are there uplifting 
 food penalty as elegiac 
              lament more compelling in 
loyal queue big-hearted 
core utilities   at the Finest 
   door milquetoast 
 you say it
   as though they were 
     there up against
vowed off as less visible 
              less real gratitude
half-inched licentious turns 
       by formal hovering off-stage, 
           you buy out shaped
 gridlock right over
       concrete rested 
       respite on hand to
       see the bone in benison

Saturday 27 April 2019



Sam Keogh
Josephine Baker 
Gonçalo Lamas 
Ben West 
Charles Verni
Max Fletcher 
Caspar Heinemann 
Kashif Sharma-Patel 
Cole Denyer  

All Hallows Church
10 Copperfield Street

Located off Union Street after the Jerwood space, and a few minutes walk from the Tate Modern. Our closest tube stations are Southwark (Jubilee) and Borough (Northern).

Thursday 25 April 2019

Résumé Upload the removal of Clause IV by TB 1995 (DRAFT/UNFINISHED)

Gardens glided  
         police radios square small  
corner of concreted earth 
          frigged in demoted waters
 as red sunken quite
          rear lit riot-quota
cut out to move in a livelier
fashion on lidocaine, 
   the vetted turnery
  in time of bedside 
on DWP death grant 
 sad crescent-shaped
     private grounds
  still lure on raw 
    battleground of siege estate so
live and work 
        on the shingle, over the walkie 
          talkie barely while 
   all these houses pass
through my heart
 to paraphrase the solidarity of
          themselves dispirited, moving 
       to a farm in Gloucester
                not on economic dogma
pledge-'I am a fantasticalist!'
 ever attempted
 The Eighteenth Brumaire
no and no the ghosts 
          are not chained  
history breaks 
      this sured word 
       stone into psychodrama
with plumes on price borage
unwinding in low-born
           vetting the enterprise 
limit of British moral life
gone to mass the 
         influence of 
     bunting is custom made handle, 
wonderful the entrance door
hard gamed to motte
        slabs kept in situ 
where curtains sensate property as
trial ends for outside
and it isn't yet to the streets
brooms masted cold
      in their portfolios 

Friday 12 April 2019


bridled waters 
over budget practice 
yr nulled before the 
front gate is lined 
with your loved ones in 
thorn paw in glare 
you see photographs of 
   overtime as placeholders 
of the life you need to keep


the violent garden aches 
   the lapel time squadron 
of your poor shift calculus 
elevated steeply in the 
sky you can't protect off yourself 
online recruitment software 
running off the palliative 
insurgent feeling of stowed up 
timesheet starres leave 
in a domestic scenario 
end your lunch
the dart board is fucked 

Sunday 7 April 2019

(1) a preoccupation with themes of socio-economic resentment; (2) a ‘levelling’ use of catalogues and lists; (3) an excessive, often blasphemous wordplay; (4) a tendency to blend and thus level incongruous genres; (5) a justi cation of symbolic transgression, especially in the context of lay preach- ing, as prophetic behaviour; and (6) imagery of self forti cation against per- secution and martyrdom (DRAFT/UNFINISHED)

      Checkproof allocation spent on grassy 
knolls as the bridge deck
   vervain ablates common
out in sun lease moot objective 
as new heart of live acoustic cordon, 
 how the Greek Amphitheatres 
     are still in use today 
it will have firm edges, it
will be a quadrilateral 
and they will contain large 
amounts of people 
uncharged at the planned loss
on both sides of the
procurement process 
they should build it in Hull,
  the chide turret of bastard 
feudalism is recruiting gentry 
    into rite affinities justice in as geography 
               of bobs yr eligible clamp the poor door 
of rent glittering daylong 
nightlong prism all
windows spoils air nicely 
         to blat the School Yard and Chapel Steps 
   hang off Stick-ups 
      birching on the flog day your 
 clue fetch stick 
             regales stiff dramaturgy in sink frisk 
cuffed to bone urbanists
 stocking garden door closes 
tipped in skin triode cultivated leafy glade  
   scarp did wild glade pioneered 
horribly as they should  always have 
done lips & tongues say I don't want choice 
I just want nicer things!
      Palmolive in streets
tinter brides into sight out harms 
and admitting only that which does good, 
the form-order of the mistress
  to the house of drunken 
mosquitoes adores female clothing 
  as the royal mast head weds use 
   of a kipper and comrade government 
   chaste aspire out the social Borax  
    'Where are the papers?'
       the spent gantry of her bodice 
franchise decorated 
with a peacock feather 
   as immobile mitt caresses a birch with a
   appreciation of anatomy platform from 
sufferings at the swishing block
        'But what am I to be punished for?'
needless to say, the electrical 
spanking machine is of American 
origin in and out of hearing the end 
of customary discipline  like the laboratory rat 
doomed to inexorable itinerary 
in its cage you feel  celebrated gift 
   in painted aluminium
anodised aluminium, Plexiglas, wood 
Layered impasse screen wall plate 
 double mounted wall rail
powder-coated aluminium 
20 elements each 200cm x 15cm x 3cm
and signage for a
       35 foot floor social centre
as incomplete transitive relations of 
   post-utopian community
instruction text the vendors hate speech
at a certain distance from the heart the street 
existing ceiling brushed and etched  
prototype sound system  is a living 
symbol in our minds
           and it whips the confirmation class a romance of 
Schoolboy England and
the humour of the suppressed 
as livre de chevet