iv.
Is love for you at work
of stagnating &falling dead
of jottings or upheavals believe
our memories of 2010 clang on louse vapour,
&falling dead show how far behind
digits in the pay stub survive
as memos etched & twined
spine clanks a topography of grafts
burrowed inside the War of Jennifer's ear
release some daylight is a bloodworm glue fallen
& ill again sound as death
expired nozzle to number tight
O rind to go with imperative plight
there are hidden expectations
suspended harpsichords inside
a restructure broken registrar begins to move
in centimetres divided to rumple thorns
over knuckle out under
the whole person at work
blood scaled in revolt dearest dear embrasure
service user here lays the secretariat
repeated lays to never
lays on the other
lays a defunct worker nonperforming
lays entering through this
lays again but not around
lays once more finds
sanctions commenced a cut to a hole dead
O menials at tort scion of laying
&hiding but laying ¬
secreting but laying out prone like
i was dead i was not but laying
to £0 a living cut to move all cuts
along in my pay clanks
a steady escarpment
grating in the eyebrow
a blow below inflection
having been deleted as well
look up or below to wires or pipes &
air vents in a strange tight maze you are not in remembering
of narrowing ways,
exit strategies migrate fastening in the reality of non-disclosure remembering mirrors are good
for what to send back their own energy
at end of a pay spine as it downturns
unwaveringly the Industrious Pilgrim
without which an exposition but this is not so
you might have felt happy
again without bargain remembering
to find the grain is full of no bliss at all
& the garrottes pith from shading together,
working mouths unchained
in recent shadow staithes eat to
begin to move again
& for what that is worth which, together
with no increment remembering
from caw to open caw retain
epigrams inside scratched &made unmade
again & of that very (e.g. human) warmth
you have lost at &our memorandums
etch & twist withered
for those the enemy of a pay spin incentive
ungiven under & then another
of other stolen hours remembering
I. I Have Always Worked Hard
Baron Cruddas, Raab et al in erased light
a value system downed a life code
the simplest alkene of a colourless gas you breathe
singed of & in spirited earldoms received to sightseeing
or chainlinked to tear-jerkers in a job sickness haze
over cupronickel water bridges
a skyline of cutpurses snapped in subtenure
down rockery on pink gravel
you blown with the ponte giardino
to cut inside myself wide
a hole a fiscal broke upon the skin a narwhal
on a bridge &down with our enemies
in thunderclouds may
awaken us to opting out of
the Working Time Regulations 1998
blind by curled cinch
stick inside a hole the workday
& music of our spontaneous promotions
& read from the book of Winchester aloud
& asked what is a hide?
a type of peasant?
a shelter?
(c) a measurement of land?
or a place you cannot be seen?
O the universal system of pauperism
hurled forward present now today
take panacea for soliloquy to squeezed plughole
a spy gash remembering over which itself hangs you
forgotten over tea lights erased&
it is your life in a One Nation Britain
deal with it & starve on parricided food
in money bags is really existing satire
or to hear the nearness of muted persons yours sincerely
like a raging quiver like a stranger asking
what is hopeless work?
is someone who continues to believe in work
usually fantasising about work, giving a lot of energy
to pursuits & to have a deep desire for its partnership
continued or otherwise its hopelessness
dead to the very last relic of a
every last Evening Standard reader
shrink-wrapped to a rain curtain of pinnace
over-wrought another battleground lost you said
lost to what again a thorax over parish so long fed
as capitals blood must fill the pit
if the shades of the departed are to appear
at its edge a sideline of plumy chest red faces
my spy gash on lunatic verge O bends up
as a natural reverb from this
as to work dangles above me again
to this faceless void I have seen how this war ends
from a place beyond time,
&time beyond counting
foreseen is forearmed at arms letters length sunk
my face out of mana not enough
to call a response body a bloodless pinch
a hairpin minimal mostly limited to emails
a pin header in an application success
to cover the cost of a Prescription Prepayment Certificate
to reduce your ongoing prescription costs
to a union of lanyards wrapped knotting
of its own actual antinomies a real living life
gorged of you crannied inside a sanction
& you a Workforce Reporting Manager
previously Employee Relations Adviser
previously Recruitment & Operations Adviser,
whilst completing your magister scientiae
in Human Resource Management
worked as a Rewards & Systems Manager
wherein you produced salary models
forecasted & made recommendations
based on organisational performances & external trends
enabled senior management to conduct staff pay reviews
with the provision to implement agreed salary reviews
by instructing Payroll, of this & subsequently by you
a toothed, funnel-like sucking mouth
in the continual exercise of spinning straw to gold,
to finding redress for the harmed
that underneath that lies straw of damaged lives
banded &to me that I am conditionally so
& I have followed your link to the Optum Health Service Innovation Company; engaging people in their health
& helping manage chronic complex
&behavioral health issues
& all this I understand
& accept as terminal fated proportion
of care which will be undelivered
when the timescale of diminishment
of a life concentrically turning
on the spy gash held above
& to build a candidate pipeline previously not existing, remembering you once whispered into twitching sides
that
‘Reporting is easy.
The system is accessible.
Everything is automated.’
soft haired joyless thrum of extracting pay spine
as it clanks in a humming scathe
to moot the vein&
clock with a throat full
of blooded padlocks
that is proof enough
it never counts feral
under the baton rounded
to a cost prided into a large bolus
its texture marbled
taking the charge of a lifetime of disposals,
a contract for services made
or unmade as in taken away from what was never there
in the first place, not actually existing
plucked a pay spine that chokes the sky
& crosses it through
to an uptake floating scale a matured chime
of the latest latter terminal
after ensuing a voice sealed in a ringed outcry
where no jobs run amok
over the proud varicose
vein fat on sun-loungers,
to watch the juvenile record lash out
now to watch the choppy sink in badlands
the saturnalia so eat the chicken wings
gilded in a better hour by hour desiccated
on every evening on bending verge
a charging map of dismal possibilities
that come about or submerge
with every frightful provision sought &found
to be the code of gold plucked
not from me alone but a drove of others
moving stupid liquid forvever
in the curing of sleep nerve presets
next dear dear, a finger twangs
a pinched person I am writing to receive
confirmation of your email of a nerve boldness
has left me confused & in a difficult position.
You wrote to me of blank song
clanks speech of speech sanction
my sanction o work my dear trickling light
through its own numbers right
speech from a position of the future;
a position of predictions, love messages & reminders
dear dearest UK salary index
beareth the ungrafted again
when worms& locus
in arms letter length
you said deeds over proof
does nothing for positive law
or states of abjection in managed care
& now my large analgesic tangle bumps
to gal fondling a life bond
to end a surfeit of lampreys
to a sweeter tone of a bowed lyre
&I have a limited working proficiency
as cadger to cadger move into a broken croak
waylaid inside the UNISON Croyde Bay Resort
bright as churr drone in very whites of isles
cc: death chartered institute of personnel & development
where leaves are dragged out of position gardens burnt
price phthalates a byte fanged to tine
counts as skin a heartbeat
of glucose burnt inside promotional work products
as an integrated system support
under blue incandescent light
your frail push to remembering
interfectus gold straw in my workplace
the workers will say that they would prefer any extra money
to go to employing more people
rather than to pay rises, &
a spine clanks to a private light
that does not take care of = god sick
after a minimum period of service
in the company of divers domestick & wild animals
spirits symbols & willingly dwell with them
take them home as work related
or earned & so laws condemn propane in the streets
& sacred breast of spirit breathed
outside the Bank of England once
at night to scoured out derivatives
inside walled scatological rites
of all nations &engrams in secret matter
concealed arms letter length
by reflexion of HR bloodworm
a locus warmed night
fled out the house & wounded
into evil spirits Baron of Quia Emptores
on close roll fathers forelocked buried as the purchasers
O bastards, the bough
wework for alienating land
are sinkable & owed death
&upon every alienation
of all or part of oneself in 1290,
hand to hand 2008 now your rumple thorns
burning a HR bulletin hole fingers
cramps payroll sickle croaks
red-tapeworms a heart of nothing