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Thursday, 28 April 2022

rip the working class (draft)

 




Sprinkle some tonally lighter

moments at strategic pages 

&while you’re at it backing

tholse pain tings, in melamine 

Yellow plaintive 5 year chembinge 

fist in the ground, Bank of 

America proud Patron Saint ashtray

of terrified Russian fur hats

check hourly notifications, 

sign into austerity five-pointed

spitball sermon in the morning 

beat matchsticks out of your own head

fall into amygdala hijacked to line

chainmailed Complaints & Corrections

a prefatory note to the 

PMC to go back to Degenerated Worker States

members of the 1 percent rise up

& scribe swindled things 

to gentler sounding fingerdust.



RIP the working class

parlez-vous folksmart

laying aggy footmarks 

on dogsbody roughcast strung up 

to high heavens where the social pathology

of a greasy pole gets delivered

time sensitive working papers

filled in the mouths of

The Transmitted Deprivation Research Programme 

home-made casualties

made within artificial hellcaps

get wrungtrotted days on nopay 

to piss under no boss

in Jack of PLATE toxing bed,

stiffen chartered hails

come down, choir boy Chartwells 

milligram by milligram

the spithaw berries get glued

to rags with cultivar traits

the pit of the good people? 

good shovel, good holes

emulsified vain fistfuls 

sold matrixes like pills out a bough 

bract the naked seed inside your throat

a battleground lost & the skies

spark & die with zephyrs

over city interns 

burning the magic roundabout 

to teeth wet brogues

rip the working class a recruitment

agency firmament vaults all life

thrice your spine the pin-drudges

seize your heart raised to clog

medicament pall, falls out historically

& gone sudden half-day flayed firebrands

huddled in stamens scriven cold.


 











 

Thursday, 21 April 2022

We Have Heard Things (draft)




In the interests of openness

bushhammered & tumble weaved 

we’re cutting back, productive forevers

& so on or transparency or

in the bin room I’ll sit forever

listen speckled enclosures of 

counter-revolutions like muted life

traps every night I close my eyes I hate speech

I inside fail & take my eyes out 

hair breaks teeth stain &

forever say the anemone covers daily 

late stealing of light burnt time

burnt property fealty chokes the supply chain

& so does violence to your spinning sacrum. 


I’m in HERA now how do you really

fail in a payspine insults hurt autumns 

of przepraszams the weary poet moves aphids forever

with ten black crescent moons under fingernails 

on a dawn reproach before a mothball drops

a backleg, a knobstick knotted scabbing spine of jelly & glue

hallowing that light is light that although you sleep 

you do not have to! 

&where do I go to bang my head? & snarl up 

lamented heart & eat scrim comrades from Islington 

no money all I want is revenge


Wednesday, 20 April 2022

For Martin (draft)





 For Martin



We are in a crisis. This is Dismal Science. 

At night, a writhing glyph 

sucks your dreams, 

you don’t dream anymore because of this. 

This Dismal Science. In fact, You can't even

if you tried. Gas electricity, water  

you’ve lost your smell and taste 

respectively inaudible phone wakes

now taken by mouth twice daily

put a fiver away every month breaks

12 months you have 60 quid that's enough

for Battenberg cake.  This is Dismal Science. 


A health panic is followed by 

an economic panic. A pain in the 

heart, People stop going out, 

stop shopping 

and dramatically reduce spending. 

This has an immediate impact on cashflow.

This is also Dismal Science. 

A cashflow problem is like a hill, 

a hill you die on. But you can not die

on this hill. Without cash, businesses go bust. 

Without cash, suppliers don't get paid 

and they in turn can't pay their creditors. 

The knock-on effect will be swift. 

Tax revenue will seize up. Your hands.

Mouth, feet. In addition, businesses without cash 

can't pay their employees 

who must be laid off. 

This exacerbates the slump. This is Dismal Science. 


Unfortunately, as cashflow dries up,

those with cash will hoard it. 

Hoarding is the natural selection to panic crisis

witness what is happening right now in supermarkets. 

The same will happen with cash. 

As more and more cash disappears

from balance sheets, 

more and more cash 

will be hoarded. Listen

Listen to me, I read Government and Law, 

at the London School of Economics, in 1997 my name 

is moneyexpert you can walk my path you can wear my shoes

and be an angel too, but I know you 

and I’ll teach you how to deal with this disease 

in a different light than you did before, 

and think that you could be your own cure 

  biting and kneeling wont help

things can only get, worse they will get much worse 

like a thousand points of light through your body. 

I’m moneyexpert. That is Dismal Science.


Tuesday, 12 April 2022

Killing Hurts Give You The Secrets (draft/unfinished)



Horde the codicil a secrete mouth drops   a gateway to block it   phone junk threshold starts Monday ropes  or orle curl life burns a hole   with nettles eat hagstone   roof them to your mouth   takes the burning soufflés poison away  under moonlight cornsilk slithers wet secret,   the thrill of hunger  in the pleading of a loved one.     Hatred in a Nation   down every wall, fixture & fitting  as peeling skinheads warm-up storekeeper university   the entire, whole & perfect service dies  attached it to me like a  million-petalled flower, doors that close   now its Creepy Granny Scream  Scary Freddy play Ouija Voices Play  Escape Out Play Money Fruit Escape   to a darkened cell Green Berets in training  born sunk of blood turned white  or bone fits under keening   a death rapt funny sound   at dawn, indian red squiggles itself thru   sinuous warren shocks, I Desperado  shuddering in lapwings  a fist to waterlines inverted sing  sundrowned heart-to-heart denatured   of nationalwend flagstaff.      So start again  coughing bluff shrift your door flights   oily club peeling skins heads on PEST  law & order fetishists Social Toryism   breathing on walls, fixtures & fittings,   watch oligarchy in a flotilla, murdered out   on the dotted line , briquettes for lunch & dinner  all the air-conditioners called off   Warfares. Bricklayers. Investors.   Spade the horde at night  gentlemans biases, sidetrack the uplift   lost to gale on ancient malice phone ins   learn to eat the market failure liquid.   Treacle its normal here the piggyback gives back,   an ombudsman to flounder up like pats   in Estuary waters from the Adult Plan nil,   but a One Last Mouth cut to fend still.      The old concern raffles pure & simple,   put in quartet smelling of perishables   I love you,  Ouija Voices Play colour   iris it fobs out Middle Class Alliance,   fobs out League of Empire Loyalists & Elizabethan Party.  Warfares. Bricklayers. Investors. Antecedents   again &again

Wednesday, 30 March 2022

The Common Place 12th-19th March PV 12th 6pm-9pm Serf 23-25 Wharf Street Leeds LS2 7EQ BY COLE DENYER



Clandestine Insurgent Rebel Clown Army, Lynn Watson, 2021

35cmx45cm 

Oil on expensive European canvas



Husbandry, Husbandry, 2022

Hair, mud



Second Wilson (underseer Special Branch),

2022

Terracotta, The Red Wall, hair, fingernails, paint, filler




The Spirit of Brotherhood, representing the strong helping the weak, outside the TUC’s Congress House as adolescent wearies, 2022

Clothes, wood, pvc, coconut hair, recycled plastic 


Milly Dowler as Glenn Mulcaire (Boy Band): The News Machine, 2021  

35cmx45cm 

Oil on expensive European canvas




Edward David Jones ('Bob the Builder, Dave, Edge') (Special Demonstration Squad), 2021

35cmx45cm 

Oil on expensive European canvas


2002; Ian Huntley as David Beckham, 2021

35cmx45cm 

Oil on expensive European canvas 


DJ Boogie Knights (Special Demonstration Squad), 2021

35cmx45cm 

Oil on expensive European canvas



Husbandry, Husbandry, 2022

Hair, mud




The Spirit of Brotherhood, representing the strong helping the weak, outside the TUC’s Congress House as adolescent wearies, 2022

Clothes, wood, pvc, coconut hair, recycled plastic














Cole Denyer's The Common Place is a series of works based around the Special Demonstration Squad, initiated by Wilson's Labour government in 1968 to infiltrate British Protest groups & Left-wing operations, and closed in 2008 by the National Domestic Extremism Unit.


On November 4th 2004, Lynn Watson, part of the NPOIU (National Public Order Intelligence Unit) became the founding director of Leeds Social Centre Ltd, a limited liability private company set up to run The Common Place, a social centre & grassroots political project in Leeds. The Common Space subsequently closed in 2008 due to 'disruptive undercover police infiltration' & is now the site of both Serf & Wharf Chambers.


Watsons’ portrait depicts her as Clandestine Insurgent Rebel Clown Army (CIRCA) when engaging in days of action against MP Hilary Benn in Leeds & at American spy base at Menwith Hill, Harrogate.


One of the founders of the Clown Army, John Jordan (previously prominent within Reclaim The Streets) noted that she 'was a totally bad clown, could not let go and be free, which is what clowns have to learn to do'.


The portrait will hang with various other SDS operatives (DJ Boogie Knights (or Boogieknight) & David Jones ('Bob the Builder, Dave, Edge') alongside portraits of child killer Ian Huntley imagined as David Beckham in the notorious 2002 Soham murders & Milly Dowler imagined as disgraced private investigator Glenn Mulcaire in the News International phone hacking scandal.









Thursday, 24 March 2022

Cool Dawn My National Velvet (draft/unfinished)





 i.ii 

 

Eyes in a bush of nettles

Cool Dawn My National Velvet 

the dawn before a mothball drops 

& I saw with my eyes feral boys wandering 

with cracked heads all reckless with stones 

things like that fingertipping this life

around chrome balustrade fronted traffic

the environmental zone & you see her after a cyber attack 

slithering on a heatbelt made of ambrosia 

a Malware crash button Hepatitis B 

or something revealing the details 

of a million petalled faces falling as hush sounds

anonymity is sacred Cedric, Epaulette, Falcon, Rochester, 

Waterford, Yeastvite & Zara deboned 

my love for you our little empty lanyards dangle over eyes pitted

out Serfton archangel partly swollen,

hours never die soft in a rentiers ring-a-rosie

& to all the broad acres 

101 of Kennington Common downed formerly enclosing 

with other armholes such as larch & paste

My hon. 

the landowner crimps my menial dust

& tendon maturities plugged end to end trespass 

on land & you will be kicked hard 

one inch below the heart

two below the head

no doctor will console your                                                        

blood gargled holemouth  

from overflowing in the corner 

upon a blundered pane of glass 

a mirrored grey face appearing 

all the while the back of you

Michael Richard Weatherly,

again in borage up to my neck fingering 

your holestars you are to the offences 

under the 1977 Act blinking on & off

I died through saw stars above to be blinking 

inside a billfold slither I croak’d twice 

remote to me through a keyhole 

I see on all the possible plagues of the world 

summoned the whole of canting arms 

otherwise known as LASPO introduced by Kenneth Clark

within the territorial extension of the UK 

as per Weatherly’s law

terms were made, helmet showed

michael richard weatherly 

a rising & falling gigantic heart 

forever pumping a scythe 

in favour & perseverance of the c3orporate body 

there was the creation of closed holes

was an enclosure was by those who acted together 

was united in one person before the sovereign 

when any lord shall enter the Parliament chamber 

to assign to him his place, according to his dignity 

& degree, to carry the ensign of the order 

for the offence of abstracting electricity, 

or climbing through an open window 

 

Michael Richard Weatherley now dead

 5 years ago, on the day of…….. , in the county of……….... , 

 

maliciously damaged an oak tree there growing 

knocked the maximum sentence or 

cordoned scrap my die-sinker I say sorry

you revel in & say imbibe the venal breads 

the plans are ready 

& the builders fingers itch deathcharts spreads

on a Sirius rising to a wretched request  

solemn oath price as it foils inside 

your cavity barrier crowns a civis of pulped Celotex

O borage up to neck fingering your holestars 

you are to the offences under the 1977 Act

as I died through stars above to be blinking red

to inside a billfold slither rearose croak’d twice 

through a keyhole summoned the whole of canting arms 

otherwise known as LASPO introduced by Kenneth Clark 

within the territorial extension of the UK 

as per Weatherly’s law as if tied to forelock 

lighting scraped terms were made, 

helmet showed michael richard weatherly 

paradice Kingspan lawfully O by finger blocks 

grille to purge pavements in your hidden walls are

names who recorded the sentence of death 

a blunted projection such as stone, clay or 

how they thought to benefit by their own wrong 

calling upon the House to screen them 

from the consequences of their late violations of the law, 

merely, as they stated, because they had been protected 

from such consequences before! 

 

On a narrowing purge panel open inward 

allows rapid ventilation to scatter in grass

whether or not the persons were subject to ill treatment

within Planning policy targets 

fingered blocks window strips shut

Lord,., lord  plagued by pigeons 

the bottom line is the bottom line! 

profits prostrate beneath everything AT ONCE; 

make us regret the day that ever doomed us to dreadful shrieks 

& horrid cries, but dare not come out.  

make Notting Hill Genesis happy

I am Dear Sir

Most truly Yours

Gentlemen engorge this principal client fund DV4

 

To snapped up subtenure in a skyline of cutpurses 

& THE JUDGES thought a letter dropped an FF175BP fridge-freezer 

that nothing can be granted on winter oranges swilling blood 

snaps on a pawnbrokers borough  

Peter John, O.B.E J.C.B affordable rent over the road

& so we must work closely with local enforcement authorities  

& the glass in my eye hurts, like full of sand

so we must work closely 

Splinters. Webs. 

Well trained insects.  

 

We crawl away, towards the hall, & lay still. 

 

The canopy has suffered from impact damage from objects being anti - socially dropped from above.

 

Tsk tsk tsk Get Living Now 

were made, of the building, their fire rubber truncheons 

Was narrow.  Was just around our heads.

Was flat on your belly.  Was up the stairs

‘You must phone the Army, to have them

repair the window, tell them that I am not

doing anything! . . . 

 

‘Did you hear the Army radio ?’

Mumbles unconnected things.  Looks

me in the face as if he didn't recognize me.

Keeps clicking away,  stops,  looks around with

a blank expression of te r r o r & the light 

in which I now stand a crown of tapered pilasters 

& a ring of perforated Ritblat’s to eclipse the Father 

& very soon a need will set you 

in all aspects of Contentious Probate, Trusts & Property Litigation 

turn my hair for militia  &c &c &c 

 

Family Office Club-#1 Largest Family Office Association & Ultra-Wealthy Wealth Management 

Thou shalt here further from me when it is 

 

Head Quarters.

Swing

Head Quarters

so I returned, & considered all the oppressions that are done under the sun; &behold the tears of such as were oppressed, &they had no comforter; &on the side of their oppressors there was power, but they had no comforter

stretchformed &decambered 

small pieces of bone BLEEDING 

OUT OF STONE

 

The public realm areas of the undercroft & service yard will be transformed as part of these proposals as wrenching ammonia, tar & benzene the wholesome air suffers a thorax simmers at home. A new ceiling &lighting system will brighten the space & conceal the numerous pipes & cables mounted to the soffit burning of nausea & itching tears . The garage doors will be replaced with glazed shopfronts for the new offices. The existing louvers in the opposite south facing wall will be fastened shut & forever. The Bins area will be screened & new paving to the shared surface will extend up to the entrance.

 

Powdercoated aluminium windows are proposed as replacements for the existing. The larger panel is a tilt & turn window which is the default means of ventilation, it will be restricted to a narrow opening in normal use. A slither is always that or die, always red to gush catalyst anomie raided world elopes not to be mangled but. as a last resort spectral failing radiant social pathology The Transmitted Deprivation Research Programme.

 

Both window halves can be cleaned safely from inside: the tilt and turn window can be disengaged from the safe position and opened inwards. The windows are slightly larger than existing to compensate for the heavier frames and therefore maintain good levels of natural daylight.  

 

To improve the daylighting to the new residential units at mezzanine level and to provide cover to the new entrance at Walkway level , the proposed canopy has been raised up a full storey height. Instead of a downward pitch following the existing it is pitched upward with a gutter and rainwater pipes against the building allowing for a visually more slender and uncluttered profile when viewed from ground level. 

The proposed canopy is to be a plywood deck with solid metal deck finish. The underside will be a flush ceiling board, detailed so as to limit opportunities for pigeons to roost , a problem with the current canopy. Maintenance access to the gutters and hoppers will be via hydraulic cherry picker platforms.  

 

A zinc composite rainscreen cladding is proposed to the upper levels. Zinc has the advantage of being a self-finished natural material that will not corrode or weather as a coated finish eventually would. It offers a clean appearance, crisp detailing at joints & an attractive dull lustre. It is not sufficiently robust to use at low level so a combination of dark brick & new high quality concrete facings the slogs of your necktie; They kill inside & never deliver full restitution 

 The meeting

ended

 


Jamie Ritblat greyed twice, I imagine you twisted 

upright inside as the scale of enterprise pails 

in your head dies,,

as the potential for sabotage in the workplace rises

up & up & up 

& the starred strange, as bedfellows 

squeeze the logarithmic pulse out &

dies keeping the costs running 

get polythene PoP inflammable 

now stretch it over your grandchildrens heads 

tie it with a bit of string

this type of thing is 

highly dangerous & was always in 

ultimatums graph as it marrows to starry blue

with camshafts I Cry When I Laugh it is that 

or die to the decidability of numbers 

the whip & the accordion buzzes with joy 

tendered Michael McIntyre on hand to provide the jokes 

butlers ready to cater for every whim

live camels, monkeys, Vintner commodes

a balloon-filled circus tent, red carpet

for every whispered words cleared in seal 

on life as it pins in footholds 

in cinquefoil rusticum jus 

steadily worsed I close up I remain 

dear sir where hasp solders 

& indictments encroach the lighter air faithfully 

forever blue