Tuesday 29 December 2020

Blood Orbit in Civil (DRAFT/UNFINISHED)


Heart of tastemakers

in vogue mound of Landlord artisans 

some invented urban spring

and Monday means you can eat 

chevrons of dried renters blood

you have unwittingly stoked the market 

by living contingency of 

pillow talk don't ever wake up

its acute eco-piety plastique history 

maps poverty in epic skid marks of rubber,

a double headed city touching me now

in a waiting room tribunal 

my mute mouthful of air 

pulled down in succession of 

heritage versions of history 

played in tumblers and dropped

like golden turds all bas-relief, 

until nature decides to have a laugh 

wipes it all out yt NPC 

with a head of arrows 

glissando this morning nothing 

intimate is loitering in the waiting room

around perfect choirs of rosemary sprigs, 

loosely in this drooling age 

and other countries?

with a thick pall 

and wassail lichen bards

messes of borage my unkept hair

the nouveau riche is cutting wind 

free of old star podsnappery

that can't swallow bone idle

to flaxen tail its equipoise is digit 

railing sentences about weather 

after growth intelligentsia and its verticality 

from Margate to Aberystwyth 

Penzance to Aberdeen every skin 

lech merciful to our senior partners, 

landed jauntily the pure and impure white head 

has been disturbed 

and the ruling towers of commerce 

'we only need to be lucky once' image macro  

infields a profound caesura in my heart 

came too late and mimics the mires 

we have Dulwich wet bedroom re-enactments 

and the unchanging personnel of this class

war sicked to find the cutting instrument 

bedded in 72 habitable floors

managing the depressed apex of 

tribal rites spraying 

au fond terra incognita 

my trackiebums in fens 

wiping off the corporate tax 

at the walls of diadem floodlights 

a social totality lies outside

the White cliffs over Dover, 

bones ERG and druids say 

non legitur christen the old born

in fleet ditches a dodo skeleton waiting room

blood winning expense of ill itch 

courier web its thermal herding

a magic roundabout 

in dusk shivered and skived