Monday 24 April 2023

Woollards Crashing (draft)


A life in the LTD redevelopment failing 

missives what pangs capital directives 

what pangs a hissing horsehair wig undoes

Woollard’s eulogy in the loop,, in the Soul Politic 

at the time of previous circulars:

‘the Kraysstitched’ &

‘the Richardsonsis stitched’ & any other case

which has been demanded for political reasons. 

Is stitched. A silent creak for your protection,, 

the will of the government is

a sacred impressive multi-torch cauldron

gasped clap rounded to a flaming petal

touch this house as it lifts the national cake, 

to respond that life, itself is to kneel painfully on stone

and then wipe all expression from you face

so that the viewer

would read suppressed or inner pain

as it renders its aching child branded plea:

Pull my finger, not just any old finger

but my ring finger my emblem,, my life  

a feeling of ordnance  in the tiny pip 

that idyll, that life my hand

 as it touches the outer fray

failing to tiny strands

that feeling I consummate 

by every pull therein remands.

The draft inside a thumbtack hearing amnesties 

withering in cold storage a spindle corrupts, as it coils 

that form tiny little red dots 

all over your skins surface barrier 

a head shouts half-seen from the inside 

‘it was all good fun until someone

tried to kill a police officer with a fire extinguisher’

physical keys, numerical codes, complex passwords, 

biometric identification hush that sloops Sitex 

& what it means to undarken light somewhere 

you have never been, Woollards & Woollards come back

blanching the floor plan under hissing rosacea horsehairs

the shrill adherences & graphical projections

aspects of British Business & Professional life are thriving: 

'our legal system is widely acknowledge to be long

on integrity and short on corruption.'

A singular success. 

with a view to causing a gap in the crowd below spectrally

to kneel painfully 

this silent mechanism, curls inwards

murmuring the letter breathe of Law

under the holding pen exacting braces of bodies 

the place from which litigants are 

(a physical demarcation between 

the core players and the areas outside 

that consecrated space) represented by a wooden or brass railing

built in clots through which the frightened will whisper:

-I like to drive my large Trojan armour engineering vehicle. 

From Ringwood, near Bagnam Forest Corner 

with my 16 air assault brigade. It looks like a giant metal lobster. 

I will stand here forever with my Church Of England prayerbook, 

kissing tightly for myself entirely, & you Almighty God

to my bursting heart, my head of state! 

it's why I attended Army Command & Staff College in Camberley

& NATO Defense College, I’m finishing my last stint

as Chief of Staff of Forces Pension Society 

a feeling pickering, my adjutant 10 para, my signaller, 

Masher,,,.. my kindred flame. 

I promised Masher, dear dear Masher…

that if I died before you, Masher. That I would come & tell you, 

that I love my country & I sank to the bottom of it once

but you were there, my dearest most tenderest 

exurban Daily Mail Reader your lovebite continues. 

With or without whipping Woollard’s

in red blood rain – this type requires specialist disposal

this type can be dispensed into a sewage drain 

this type can be dispersed into the air 

this type can be poured into your neck

I want to write to you about a single gesture 

growing like cancer. Not just in numbers. 

Look,,this untouched heart goes below

coiled after all our morality was so upside down 

that what many knew in their hearts 

as right was held publicly to be wrong 

hard work, thrift, risk taking 


slacking at work, 

living off the state, 

union mob rule. 

this type can be dispensed into the Soul Politic 

this type can be dispersed into personal morality

this type can be poured into your neck Geoffrey Rivlin QC 

The police have responded. 

Their morale & their morals are improving. 

Just as well an accelerating factor sweet and gentle 

The state, though still far too large and still, 

alas taking far too great a share of the national cake, 

is beginning to respond to the will of the government

The national debate. 

The word is not only swifter than the sword, it can be surer.

into the shape  unreturned

Woollard’s the will of the government

a sacred gasp clap went 

around the house as it lifted 

the national cake, 

is beginning to respond 

Everywhere the economy is on the move.

who whispered short-lived, very swiftly repented

the lives of those he loved jeopardised a spark 

and injured the thin walls 

the complex, breaking furniture and windows

and outnumbered the right of peaceful protest is a precious one

and as you dry out in the rain, 

the cascade and its motorcade 

in the tiny pip the idyll of freezing mud

is six silhouetted storied separations 

'i am your, gurgle gaggle of dead beads tight to night’ 

mitted soft sorries obiter,  to be a kind of wall

that has a little hole in it, 

through that hole,, its glassed wastlings fingerhooked 

in a fugue state with which a body 

becomes separated from another body 

in order to bemutter,, ing what bloodsing to tungsten 

or floats opaque when pushed remembering

status cues against the wall, 

for the person being restrained,

confinement may increase fear or stress;

when people feel entrapped or concealed 

they tend to feel less safe saying over & over again 

innocence is true as if over feet &hands haloed

with or without whipping Woollard’s

Commander Bob Broadhurst of Trooping the Colour, 

a dying breed. At the National Siege Management Gala 

I felt a suppressed inner pain a pickering feeling mutter, 

ing to keep the City open for business! outside the Stock Exchange slumped in an alley on Threadneedle Street 

 a number of missiles die thrown,, 

a little bird told me 

down a deer track, through a tough thicket of 

waist-high ferns that we had discovered 

–a precious peaceful protest 

a clearing of sweetly scented camomile 

everything around us was bursting with life

pheasant cocks scurrying through the undergrowth

resin dripping indecently from clefts of the evergreens 

representing brightness itself a gene breakdown in my cenotaph 

benzene under frosted light the petrochemical sheen of feathers

in definite areas removed his shoulder number 

covered the bottom of his face with his balaclava

weeping at the most unexpected things

Woollard’s spectrally be hurt Human kindness. Human vulnerability ringpulls lost pennies gentle patiences

under your teeth hates thumbscrewed intact to demerit,, 

Logistic regression was used to analyse the measure of verdict −

a dichotomous variable.

Results from logit models are presented both 

in odds-ratio form & as percentage differences 

from the baseline condition.

The percentage differences reported are those derived from the logit models, i.e., they take account of other variables 

in the model. Odds-ratios are the most commonly presented measures of effect size. bits that stick about or twist 

to where a building is cut along an axis 

to reveal the interior structure 

cutlosses as they sunbrighten your lumbar spine

cascading crashing to illuminated castors 

a body pumps through the footring. 

The room,, inclined  

to the Wall  inclined to the Floor 

a dead relation peels away 

rubbing the mudguard Seat Pan 

through crawling epicures its worksong,, 

lightly becoming worsened

silvered reversed inside Veolia lyric birch

an autopsy of my dead relation

unrevolts alone, to a half version having been closed 

splits to reappearances

moults nightscrapped on all fours non-rigid an exit pales

attaches to goetia spells 

Officer pushed him. He went forward. 

Thought he had hit his head. 

Expected blood beneath the surface 

of the skin or dead tissue 

above the surface hair is an attribute  

part of the human body

it breaks into an arrangement the category of a weapon 

elegised to class a pricket gathering at the base 

of emergency situations constricted gardens 

with just enough hope that glow filled blood 

on moonbeams is yours, Rivlin 

a cruel vector of birchen pens 

a redoubtable wielding roflcopter

of justice drugged glassed-in or open,

 so I bend plea-filled &

sing to taskforce sunk an earglow or burnt out commercial leases

the courtyard apex tribunal extinguisher 

hangs the CPS 

hangs the DPP 

& be hurt Human kindness. 


Human vulnerability, pickering ringpulls lost pennies 

gentle patiences