A cynosure creaks acre upon acre
& Eddie Stobarts Class Alliance
macro image infields
a profound caesura
in my heart it came too late
the famed ginger group,
The League of Empire Loyalists
as it dissolved or merged
with white Dominions imp inverted
the ganglia sundrowned heart
of our nationalwend flagstaffs,
One Man Armies in ermine justice
that affrights blood for good reason,
& Reasonable Grounds Thresholds
dirigisme & the end of all choice ever
& the Will of the Government
as it coils our legally enshrined
age-old tradition of peaceful protest!
look into my eyes
MR TERRIER MASK DEFECT
SIR FKA QC SAT ON A WALL
jilted Herringbones
broken element by element
& the sweet green meadows
lie beneath & How Shall I live?
in a hole of PG bovver boots,,
in a fugue state? no sorry
a body becomes separate
from another body miscegenate
on the Giant's Causeway
the unsung pastures
of another skin in tungsten
the spirit of the Blitz
English Britannic snakes breathe,,
Novikov God Prigged Thanet
& I would rather die than Rose Scab
a ladder strategy,
set me alight to be kissed forever
opaque & when pushed
remembering a Rigby ring
& headblows,
forevermore hanging
our buckled angel flaked on flags
from each aching hole
your voice again, silhouettes
Pickering feeling mincing tilth
sweet honorable God capitulates
then we arrive shrinking breathe
teeth buried & lips to blood
how the minority molested
in the true sense in public parks
playgrounds stand against
tawse triaged talc heads
uniforms lost to replacements
& tongues that elope unpunished
ideas never hurt anyone
under reformist batons
O be a bright shining Strasserite,
Third Positionist
esotericist crying out
dewfills of my spleen
little unconditional
reVolutions that residuum
of the shore rising happy,
engaged ‘stronger’
hope falls out of each
multifaith charity space
hyperalgesia in the sand
whites of eyes & how the broken
Global-Marxist agenda nonced our kids
the notional gang is catnip
modern-day folk devils bores a hole into
the public imagination antirrhinum my
over stab-proof vest a bliss without bliss
& suffering without suffering,
from a small voice thinning
the hedonic zone
the analgesic of my throat
Y-shaped crimson threads,
to be a scapegoat
ripping everything up again
in the morning light
ordinary citizen scrivened
tight to tiny creaking permissions
a hate thesis under pig masks
tearing pages skywards
in the half light
the CPS fell silent touching our
The Final Doxing Process
bloodless sermons imploded hillocks
burning a wrathless tongue
Sargon of Akkad numb watching
as I gurgle the lickers
of envelopes & folders of circulars
close-ups fill us with imperial amnesias
snopake’d powdered glass
manja lined impunities &
The Tariff Reform League
Imperial Cooperation League
Imperial Ascendancy of Great Britain
& speechmaking skills
general purposes Viscount Gage
Lady Shiffner, Rear Admiral
T. P. H. Beamish
& only a handful of untitled persons
sickled on the floor in an abandoned world
I do not smear shit on walls, or
debase myself in twisted sermons
madness International Marxists
White Indigenous Rights Alliance
cribbed me to platoons,
companies & parading
but I still want to see them shuddering
alive for all the final finals
in the Admiralty & its staging remedy tees
their plight in a knot of Credo
everynight from caucuses of the Monday Club,
the NatCon conferences the Politics of Decline.
