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Wednesday, 10 June 2026

Iain catleugh hutchinson (final/draft)

 



Iain catleugh hutchinson 1 of 1 

your grotted mouth merchant smooth 

tears on Church Road, Battersea 

I look inside your imperial compound 

premises that leak & break 

into your children you wake 

washed clean into 14 company directives 

& ply the syringe into the new unborn 

portfolios marquees twisted avarice  

these words onto your face

stamped I don’t want 

that shit on our throats 

snakes & ladders or bullion ice 

I peeled from you 

think you can drink forever

on some cordoned fence 

this is my night of glass 

my scarlet horsehair wig 

my starimpaled reprisal  

in white ash around 

your husk perimeter the unit

of horological excellence 

Quisling pig my pained impassioned plea 

its sidereal world alarm 

bangs a scythe into your back & 

the database value of you 

seeps from every pore you see

it will cost nothing, veto’d 

like my wildest wettest dream 

i flooded back into you 

through the smallest crevice 

self-triaged a disarmament of

ombudsman's you for me 

comes out dawning round your throat, 

the hallmarked dent of your hearts royal 

warrants finale choke


Schaufensterpuppe

 



08.10.25

In the Oscar Niemeyer bar 

gimlet voice estrangement 

each vertical option ends 

in the circulation zone 

the Radical political art 

its choking unrepentant 

exit-competition this game contains 

the world I have imagined falling

away misprisions silver tributes 

the meaning of this my friends 

remove themselves from the scene 

through voluntary exile 

could be considered 

a conspiracy of faith 

or half-deserted feelings again 

the upper ranges then 

lower middle ranges could 

hear their echoing  

clad in small mosaics 

to be active in relation 

to a dead thing or threat of exit 

as an instrument of voice 

is here replaced by its mirror image, 

the promise of re-entry



25.09.25

You do forget the scotch-taped 

networks at dawn how many 

Fortune 500 CEOs make poetry 

out of kerosene Patriarcha 

after his tongue their Families

then Nations elegy did not begin,

choruses instead ID people

have to eat remember

the upskilling aneurysm of my heart 

its blended finance instruments 

inside sulphate of ammonia  

the phenol in Ozymandias 

a lake filled all the same 

I exit dream abolish hope 

let me go to my caretaking angel

let me go to the ethics of hell 

called name this city








 15.09.25

Decades in Rössing golden apples 

charter cities follistatin gene therapy  

white angel comes to the Virgin

a bipartisan holds my head

instead lips are of desert ice 

interior oceans & digits 

the air is cut to a hyper-secret 

dust of bodies patchwork myostatins  

blood goes in special zones 

comes normal politics

either exit or voice or 

creeping myrtle after its legal death 


30.08.25

Kayfabe through a ream of sunlight 

spathe of my heart Mustaqbal

don’t say that word to me 

syringed out PV-Wind-DG-Battery 

image classification, literature, charity

waste collection in that order  

but leave me my love 

adapted to its technical principle 

& held in the advancement of  

a society on the Gulf of Aqaba 

cinema museum its roof official 

nitrate air beautiful vistas

alive in your mouth 

under dusking trees

flood the zone with shit

worldsick in the ether

of its linear composition

a giant artificial moon

curls into our chests



31.08.25

In the Vanta black nights

domestication of ice & cold 

to be desired an ice palace 

all the rules of the most modern architecture

apply here glycine mir hyperstition

depots desiccated black snow 

falls nobody exists you have no choice 

the choice comes after 

Executive Order 13771 tiny song 

who was able to measure 

& tame frost lives forever

Vormärz Grodek Autumn Forest 

drone full of stars noon-marked 

cathedrals FTC & NIST 

dancing on glass again 

vertical community 

forged cold metals 

frozen water sub-divide 

to the point it becomes 

perfectly liquid again 

zero streets now 

paradised black minutes


07.08.25

Dust on fire 

died in grain surpluses 

on an empty stage

the water you drink forever

is black shingle 

Blue Wolf Red Wolf

covered in vernichtet


26.07.25


Psocids Iron Dome 

metal song tuneless

the sky today is aerial footage  

naked ground folding

why isn’t the wind moving? 

its true promise watered names 

security dilemma 

not one single sequence

retracting as perpetual 

Habsora Lavender

is tenderness unceasing Harop 

loitering munitions

lifeless schema Palgrave Handbook 

of International Political Theory 

covered finalities

so the birds can fly there


01.06.25

Lay your head on chatgpt’s 

metaphorical lap

you're on the balcony now

with those model dream hands 

running out the petrol smells

the blurred caloric 

first-ever uncrewed triple challenge 

lithium-polymer choking circles  

into graphene skein cure for gyroscopes

accelerometers it moves through 

our bodies like company announcements 

like a Floor Event open the door plate 

its vapour light greenish white 

that mad dead adult 

near perfect child 

impress the bunker 

makes you feel that bypass 

over cleared checkpoints 

door re-opens says 

now that was a tracking shot


29.07.25

Now it is clear metaheuristic

daylight angry bird 

predatory Goshawks  

came through the night 

reconnaissance leaves in tinnitus 

IR LED lighting systems 

skin blurrchain  

helps the operator capacity 

skyshore emptied 

at the beginning of time 

again proportionality

look on minims laws count
reshaped eyes
all the same

22.07.25

Sensitive sites can you imagine 

“Annunciation” “Where’s Daddy?” 

garbage targets in the mid-distance 

can you see them under black tulips 

motion detection, location based analytics 

the error rooms into your speech 

echo of each & the life judge 

looks like Fortnite 

wind ammo left range, 

etc. strain upon strain

can’t see wedged hostile 

units in fields burning engineers 

collected images from the world's heart 

skylark in the sky 

Lemkin without light


21.07.25

Karl-Marx Grave labubu dolorem 

in my linear city entirely man made 

glass mirror ceiling covered in phrases 

giant artificial moons all decayed to zero 

consumes less virgin land now  

Abdul Rahim Al Huwaiti

dispensaries their opposition

echoing PIF breaking  

the bone of a dead person 

is equivalent to breaking it 

when the person is alive

a right to take falls in pale grief

mornings seizing aquellum clean

undetachable names

in the glacier rooms 

vault-tec fantasies 

pour into your sleep 

the city becomes suddenly 

beautiful again



Tuesday, 9 June 2026

Council Memory Trench (final draft)

 


One leg in annuities, solstices, 

sanctuaries, woes 

breakthrough my heart is dumb brassic

wiping off at the diadem floodlights 

around dead fens being dead. 

The underclass discussed 

on mumsnet 

Do we have one? Why?

Who or what is responsible?

When did it all go wrong

answers on a postcard 

sans reveries & you work

in the midnight purpling hue 

tips stars to lug imminent

a 10-point code of conduct 

a dream covered nothing 

boiling the Urban White Paper

Urban Renaissance BioMed Centre 

identikit detailing 

quoin metal black bile actual slogans 

around our heads into buzzword tearing

wrenched quiet to my scrying door plate

vandal-proof lights

mixed-use workforce,

the sugar pill vapour trails

Marina developments

micro segregation blood fielding

in treacle-like gloss paint; 

plastic art planted in concrete 

business district winding down

Era Two is more optimistic

spec boasting holes a ‘Transversal Space’ 

in Quango fortified Post-Good

stock-brick-cladground-floor blast walls

scratching the edge forevermore. 


Russell Group firebrands 

in spirited Rosewood Calf Leathers 

kicks me down 

this gangway job pissed town 

it’s yours in a sports bags 

you can have it 

outside Langham Place sans consentement  

in Corsham stone nuptials of god & god the Stone 

beneath volutes Justice 4 Fathers Spidermans 

half suspended with a daughter’s guitar

‘In the Name of The Father’ by Bono, 

Trafalgar Groves Victory Footprint

Link sculpture with its panoramic viewfinder

In what kind of country is this?

class fatalised Bowellism 

sick rose winedrunk on a broadloom 

Pushkin floor there are Steinways to follow 

& seraphs on Brooke street

it's the colour between thawed gurgles 

that what really matters

& London is the centre 

of wicker fence panels 

its river territories broken  

under Blackfriars Bridge 

starry rushes chainfated

what deposit slot rolled 

cobblestones glomfaced 

outside Automatic Hydraulic 

anti-terror bollards  

in the event of a loss of power

non-sector chaperones 

allow the ingress of cool air 

with warm air flowing out 

through two tall vents forming wings 

that mirror each other, 

public private bokes all set to chrome 

it’s underlight schism hums 

laws balustrade is this 

Asset Management Limited 

its sleeves shining scraped 

upon its roof burning day 

into your eyes rising the stone 

of the plaza into every living sign 

a public-space guru 

in Moët Hennessy Louis Vuitton 

rooms screening Live Below The Line

& what will you do Alfie Deyes 

with the cadres of flashbacks, 

reliving the downside of nostalgic

austerity trend for 20 minutes 

now this is Bang at Sportcity 

the Plateau, the Field, the Garden agenda  

gala of dystopian domes 

& Logan's Run of my wrecking desire

in multi-use pause areas 

on the lips a Levelling Up, 

the economic pie everywhere 

& for everyone, not re-slicing it

Teesworks in Redcar & sell it 

these new clusters 

will be our Fourth Industrial Revolution 

in Sunderland headwinds in the past

spread thin through Freeports,

Enterprise Zones Super-deductions

weaving a thread for Investment 

New Classical macroeconomics 

New Classical tiny glass beads

powered dreaming fields 

new satin finish logscales 

peerless white limestone 

of chlorine ducts a flaming urn 

& no drinking water 

for this sabre of light,

filigree lightness is anodyne 

& as low as possible 

over the tidal Thames

every child to thrive

on decoy vent fed air.


Off seed cathedrals noon-marked 

monocoques hollowed to dusk 

the development sequence 

scratched inside wet paper brain 

Werkstatt the swilling ‘ideas engine’ 

Stanhope PLC a field of glass, 

windswept Thomas Heatherwick 

your mother’s bead expertise 

& lifts the heart in Milton Keynes

seeing futuristic housing 

prototypes a Workplace Mediation Specialist 

hangs a heavy chain over my heart  

your team knows why 

& takes my eyes out 

explore a National Landlord Register  

at the Construction Expo 

Five Angel Heads Comprise

the biosphere & how to die in it? 

new County Deals 

devolved administrations, 

sitting on the 

laver of eclipsed arches 

all human malevolence 

is planned orange light 

porphyry stone stand on the backs 

it’s meaningless orange light 

porphyry stone 

& the loggia curls quiet out composite 

social typology bonded 

& elevated again, 

cleaned spurriers to mercer yoke

& no passage for foot 

in the shadow of the new Cathedral, 

the paying metronauts

‘I came here to swim 

in the highest pool in Europe

& I’ll be back again tomorrow’ 

plugging austerities in the wren 

binds a midnight tabulation 

over spitting concrete 

the drills, the controlled explosions,

the Corporation Cliff Richard

Operation Yew Tree & nobodies safe

wedded nodes the diminutions 

& you eat them in the Giant Needery

little britain with wards tested

gladi/haemophilia + binos 

evenings golden hour draped 

black velvet above winged griffin

the shallow end of Bullism 

& you face it