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Another hone on taste,
parades red fusses & the monks poise
PMC dayblue turn trite manifestos
we can’t read at the Ability Grouping table
enfranchising the future society
in logscales & falling levity
all things are big & bright
you can see from the fading
market share friendships ruck with
gelded hellscape, raked consignments
or, at best, a child's gusset that curses leaven
look around Walter Mitties in the
chapbooks again marshaled
coterie square of brackets
the fanlight a slogan to you & I
the kinder noughties phishing
'The Blessing of Tony Blair'
this hallowed lob light against you
whose proud eyes watched
broken piling the last stars paled.
