HAZARDS
ATWO
“Health is a state of
complete physical
mental & social
well-being not merely
an absence of disease & infirmity”
World Health Organization
So your nervous tab slips razor blades
into heads & from the gate
scabbing brocades
& the fumes from fingernails tenderly gibbetted
grease , the odour of burning cloth
whilst wiping clean the breaking joint
the fact that we stand on grids to gorge
for nine hour solder B trepanning
blood circles ;strange ,as bedfellows
again & bad lighting illegalises eyes to warming
& sworn in PPE
(for eyelets, made this earmarks stitched to mouthholes etc.)
that scrim & stand unbroken,
our unavoidably seizured arms,
the TUC doctor was not available
reason being he had more pressing
engagements; &
it was not his job anyway, but
but the City chuckles collapsed
into turbulent tectonics of
kidney shaped abscesses
curling black lids fading shells
little impish gentleman in grey, to be melted
from the grease , the odious cloth
chokes poison to your bone marrow
with shrill laughter in throat
& weakening of our hands & hearts;
filling us with divisions,
confusions, tumults, & every eviled workfare;
O I rest under apron
it’s OK ate daily the scabs
rolled & what they shadowed; pinkish
fumes to fumes
fingernailed tenderly & incise
without finger-posts, without mouthholes
marked dead or pneumatic chiseled ! without
just by living in a town or city
a faces vanishes over twisted glimpses,
their jargon Official Analysis is
THRESHOLD LIMIT VALUE
as wrenching ammonia,
tar & benzene the whole summed air
a thorax simmers
daydreaming at home,
feeling unwell, maybe drunk or breathless,
or burning. of nausea & itching
O dry spirit rebury a binder of moulds,
burst all in pieces afterwards
ploughed up & go on* **********
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*we possess declining, many branches are, we
forward, struggling to find a way
what is not
our function
in the stock
exchange
;in British industry in feeding decibels just as
not to be mangled, burnt on Information sheets
heeled out to tell us
the future is disorder sealed in magic lamps
as bad news bangs for everyone
&the scale of enterprise falls,
so does the potential for sabotage
&blackmail in the workplace
SOS starred strange as bedfellows
, the normal logarithmic pulse
kept running all costs,
get polythene PoP
(inflammable) stretch it over our heads
tie it with a bit of string this type of
thing is highly dangerous &
it is always that or die
it is always to red gush their catalyst anomies
that or die
& The Organic Supernanny Knows Best
as only mantra is: ‘The best time to buy
is when blood is running in the streets’ or
to be mangled, burnt, & docked I
imp-
lore us; spectral Keith Josephs failing with radiant closeness
failing of someone intangibly
now gone &even the
Arch-Bishop of Canterbury old as daylight,
waving & smiling & moving on to fade
& calling all hearts to emulate
to escape,d surround; of blood
of my chair; the back of a
purge pulls suspension clauses there
are
real
dangers:-
a) They reduce your
common life
b) They kill inside & never deliver full restitution
The meeting
ended
promised they would be paid.
on the misery of ambiguity & forced pretense
on the misery of not being a cause
on the misery of not feeling entitled to one’s misery
on the misery of knowing that one is doing harm
