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Friday, 16 January 2026

(Pure Slaughter Value) 15.01.26 (draft/unfinished)



In lactic Moorgate lightketting

the breakouts, the die-ins, the blockades 

every inch of our antithesis phone is bugged 

to earlier monuments written inside

a door policy reversed starbursts 

dead water leaking traits 

designed out the undesirables

in the sky charter global enclave

from corners cut

to do this clandestine 

again beneath the pavement 

anti-fending life a carpark buried 

Londinium spiked some staged

choking scopic raged off

HeliTeli chaff tempered asphalt

if our resistances remain surveilled

of dark earths quiet common treasuries

then can you spot the

plain clothed officer? whirring gently 

anonymous with images

inside someone else's control room

fealty's cruelest pervert 

one-upped the subversives 

nerve centre friendly hostiles 

ratioed Servator map of the soul

where snared friends turn shell group

entirely spent festal sloops

from my hearts, rheumed 

reconnaissance barely braided

in poverty fugue