BoF

 

chinless wonders shadow the

brass / 6 bells' shorts n' dripping

jermyn / pub's all ears

horsey hairgripped / they

foghorn the

glint / we clock a

roll

over / oh aye

core us

 

            hand in glove 

nailed on

               bins

                 tips he

posts thee man with thee

most annoying

             swings

about his golfsing

(small)

 

WHATCHA GONNA DO?

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Coat (пальто / pal'to)

 

It's 1987.

I sit glum-faced and nervous in the world's smallest village school.

Debbie Green gets the instruction to

show me where to take my

standard issue orange lined and shiny blue.

I wonder what this future will do.

I laugh.

Kiss chase 37 years to a

small boy on the Polish border all 

glum faced and nervous in the

world's largest village school,

wondering what the future will do.

The volunteer asks Can I take your coat?

No, my mum says to I have to

keep it on, in case

we have to run.

I will never laugh again.

absolutely after the belarus free theatre

 

absolutely after the belarus free theatre /                   you can do a lot in two and half years / you can walk from here to parliament square five thousand and seventy eight times over with the coffee cup you can keep / kings side castle has to be the best move from here / you can drill through the forest deep in despair of given figs and election rigs / you can vodka / you can listen to public enemy's fight the power three hundred and nine thousand eight hundred and thirty three times / if you never sleep /            you can pickle / for twenty two thousand hours or a hundred and thirty weeks / you can drop / you can sheep for ten months / counting the dead while you bin your lids cease / you can sink / you can think that a blink is a long day in politick / you can circus fleas and smell the gas and tear up at wikipedia dates from the twenty fourth of may twenty twenty to the twenty fifth of march twenty twenty one / you can properly weep /          you can play / you can survive the lies for a two hundred and fiftieth at a sneak / you can act / you can flag / you can think on brinkmanship and puff your chest till you steep your hollow self in benzina / set alight your hair and throw yourself into the territorial creep / you can keep europe radio free / you can brine awhile / you can hand in your two thousand words probably next week / you can feed the tank / name your pet milistra / salt your slices / gve it a pat / kiss your love / set off on the incline / have a dranki in the breach /                  you can watch the dismantle and shelve the counter / you can underbuy a quarter of bitter sweets / you can tweet the protest / flounder at the voting booth / listen to the great leap forward on repeat / you can half inch a card that states dream / wish / sparkle / you can burn unknown in a vacant lot debacle / you can hip-hop / you can leap /                 you can have a will / have a beer / you can do a lot in two and a half years / you can talk to your mum all tucked in hair all thumb luck smooth and neat / you can write a tale of jail of alexander schevtsov for going to a protest / that will take an eighth of a life / or you can keep /                   schtum

 

 

 

 

 

CIRCULATING

 

VULTURES 

     NARRATIVELY PORTION

                     FURTHER FEATHERING

     THEIR OWN NURTURED

VERSIONS

the usual suitors

 

on the take / the usual suitors / these 

bentbadge reaming stokers / skyhigh on

additives / down the drapery as per /

shearing up the narrative / the

atrocious cloth / uniformly unthinking

scaling trains / tropers all

tailoring