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Monday 12 August 2024

Jolyon

 


 Arrows with solid lines represent 

the statistically significant paths, 

and broken lines show 

the nonsignificant paths.


Explained in the Results Section, 

its halogen light to snuff path 

is of n.b. no hope no kindred 

place behind gates a ramified lanyard, 

a front desk company 

finger filed red to business premises 

all these unscathed plods 

in utero caning the height of a crown

& how could love be a steel pergola?

& ask again, as the place you go to 

clusters up over

managerial techniques

its dulling ache hushes your sacrum 

tribulated in knots Programmes 

secreted the Employee Support is gas

& Excellence is People Management, 

& Strong Operations & O to wrangle under 

Occupational Health, in the mornings gaggle 

darning a light to a beautiful sky! 

it narrows in eyesore of laws & symbols starpaddled 

in blood,, the rest of the body,, 

to work-ready & yielded examples 

to enjambed frights & ribcages, 

& you concur & clench both your fists 

for about 15 seconds, then relax them 

& feel the tension draining away 

from your arm muscles. 

Repeat this twice. 

Hunch your shoulders for 15 seconds & relax. 

Repeat twice. 

Continue the same routine with jaw 

clenching & relaxing. Finally, screw your eyes up tightly 

& relax, feeling the tension disappear. 


There. 

There is no ‘acceptable’ level of sickness absence allowable 

turning lifeless & life discretes 

realignment to responsibilities, 

adequate equipment & workplace derivatives 

what unknowingly pinholes 

a pickering worse upon the middle ear, 

as you hear, like small bones breaking near 

disciplined glue

stuck its forces betterment 

beyond future scars, Epsilons

inflated from cruelties & pathic moving missives 

to holds closure  

by rote a joy plucked unlasting 

& how to break under it 

& live there 

                      Jolyon

I called out your voice once under a moonlit silence 

a clemency pill at the base of a cache, , 

a fingering to all the hidden uncommittables, 

& the communiques suffer the opposite, 

a probation officers itching imperative 

retracting another incentive,,

a performative review longingly turning blue 

to a day bruising pill cold tarries & whisperless encirclings 

the private reneges of work 

& kneel at my feet , 

I swear not to giggle,                                           

Joylon. 

The results are yours, you see

stuck in the middle it's inevitable 

there's no better moment of twisted clarity 

when you feel the effects 

in peaks like chains of lead!   


O to bounce me upon your knee 

People Management

Rickety roo, Rickety ree, 

Rickety roo, rickety row, 

kicking two coffins of wasted bulbs

& gone social pathology under transmitted deprivations, 

& failed permanently

& marched them to the left 

marched them to the right 

marched them all the way around 

marched them out of sight 

& so who counts their steps 

to the tune of up goes you! 

Rickety roo, Rickety ree, 

Rickety roo, rickety row, 

& to bounce me upon your knee 

Recruitment & Operations Manager

We wore them up, we wore them down 

To please the people of the town 

We wore them east, We wore them west 

But we never could tell! Which we liked best! 

Building. Strong. Operations. 

I swear not to giggle 

Employees Relation Adviser

Faster, faster, faster 

round & round & round 

Then STOP!   

Kneel at my feet , I swear not 

to pickering in the introduction of 

Performance Related Pay pipelines previously not existing. 

I'm a little cuckoo clock. 

Tick tock, tick tock, Stop! 

Every single morning,

You & Me joy long, to

pluck & pick & thrum 

as eaves begun to pull, a life

in the direction of feeling 

much like our own & claim together 

at once both, you in me & me in you 

from Carnoustie High School,

& moral fibre, stamina & willpower druthers, 

so feelings stray our lasting 

breath, & inebriations twisted all but death,  

& to still go on to become a successful Master Diplomat!! 

& survive a crippling car accident 

& marched to the left 

& marched to the right 

marched all the way around 

marched out of sight

& again,, 

bounce me upon your knee, 

our knee 

Employee Relations Adviser 

Rickety roo, Rickety ree, 

Rickety roo, rickety row,

is so private the rites which evulse, 

to repeat this tantra Jolyon

a thousand points of light 

through your body cramping under skin 

& wellbeing of consequence to suffer 

& be Plucked your mouth to the order of: 


I sometimes send emails early or late in the day but I do not expect you to respond outside working hours. 


you go out in twisted versions 

& inhabit as lifeless speech:  

‘I'm so very sorry how this has made you feel.’   

    JOLYON

to hair pulling

instructions inflict its manual

convulsed to plucked on narrows edge a thousand urges 

to tear from your body policies, procedures, & practices

People Management, you hurt longingly from

Rewards & Systems a sawing motion, 

your advance notification 

considered vanishing to terminal hairworms

your life's last wishes 

noiselessly integrated 

‘sitting with….’ a cribbed ledger again 

reading 10,000 pieces: 

‘Health is a state of complete physical mental & social well-being not merely an absence of disease & infirmity’


& you longed to nudge at the sill, 

as pushed pink slips sickle-bill to demote

the retrenchment Rapunzel syndrome

& ingurgitate the law you saw to  

a Joylon law, 

it's inevitable 

there's no better moment of twisted clarity 

me in you & you in me every night 

wrassing glomholed dayitches 

as matins purge to clavicles 

& history is bunk of syndicates,, 

labels,,in lieu of wages 

a happiness not your happiness, 

a sadness not your sadness 

& be made treacherous demonstrations,, 

inside treacherous work addendums 

you in me & me in you.