Monday, 15 September 2014

(poem announcing the end of england)






                           on the occasion of sick order & separation
                                                                                                , papers
                                      rabid w/ future according to corp.:
                                 stultified peoples known as the english
                                 , epidemics of national conservatism
                                 , freetrade publics &
                                                      service / borders wretched keep
                                                      calm & carry ←colonial ghost ;;
                                 our sickness , downriver sold & quantified to
                                                                        the TTIP.  in 2015 \
                                                                        with all ships &
                                                                                                 symbols of order
                                             charred, vendettas of the middle
                    ages, tearing the
                    brick / reign barricades
                                                          westminster, of monuments demolished,
                                                          speech signatures & corpse tories, fascists
                                                          & centrist tendencies: we /
                                                          to hail the end of official history. in waking
                      / destruct semblance of the democratic,
                      the extractions from our bones pronounced as the new week, positive
                                                          witness \ stupor & individual interest,
                                                          home owned & other aspirations//
                                                                        a comedy of damnation
                                                                        & erasure of the countryside
       
                                        :: we none will be saved by weathering & climate's end


[september 2014]

from '[of sirens / body & faultines]'






                                          pulled from
                   ease (( slumber
                   red in eyes &
                                       rubbish of workdreams, new
                   cross road sirens unmarked, GEO vans & sun
                   -flowers
                                smogthroat waft, the years less
                   desperate only through the replacement of people
                                class glean slight on
                                53% salary toward at home / begun
                                / felt in our sickness
recognition / dismayed

                                                                        in september heat the
                                                                        gravity on bodies misspelling
                                          bored orders of day / atms [atmospheres] casual
                                          normativity reified to the end of the new world
                                          order «all gather round to hear your side
                                          of things
as our action torch against gaslit languages,
                                          memories, as precarity invests
                                                      in the reciprocal of archives our guts,
                                                      nerves, health, abstraction & belonging
                                                      the erasure of days,, sorry we are so nice to
                                                                         you
do not
                                                                         understand
                                                      the global blood of liberalism // tsunami
                                                                          for offices, parliamentary &
                                                      luxury to be erected on the old kent road
                                                                          ¿¿what are you afraid of