All week on the site, on set
Wind down friday, Rose
Manner of boys
Manner of girls
Mine is Empire style
Liberalism in vogue again
Lonely...tired of
Happy bunnies...tired of
Each other...well
Brand new and updated
I need the strange ones again
Again and again and again

Acquired is a pocket diary, two page
Weekly, each new
Seven-dayer beginning is
Complete with quote...
Some cleverclogs
Some smart-arse
Shots
Custom
Defence
Make summat up from
This lot
If you can...
There is a great balancer, balance and swing
House of cards
Bayonet or screw-in
Temporary or for the time being
I look at this
Through dry ice
It's like Beijing in here
There isn't dry ice in the house...
That's terrible...the helicopter
Builders do not bother me
Boisterous is fear
Laughter is to belong
Fruit flies
Compost

Christ, another day...
The protectors of just a small one
The squealer in ligatures
My oh my, what to do...
There is a body
Fat nil
There is a body
Full of sorrow
There is a sweet oasis
A hand-me-down and
Cut silk, casting
Four shadows in a dark place
In a dry place
Enjoy...'cause
We are saturated, in order
To survive, we scan
The archive, we pepper
Our flesh with trademark and
Sweeteners, her memory
Lapse cost her dearly, cast her aside
Cell blocking was all she knew
Pick me, read me, play me, choose me...sorry
No, but instead with twin set
Give us a twirl
Grant me a whistler's life
Hand me a life-sentence by the springs

A letter of complaint is written
Not so well
Not so pure
The people disperse
Atmospheres relocate
I, I disable charmed thoughts
Return to surveying
What might happen next
Fingers point
Directions roll off the tongue
Job done

I promise you a story
Riveted, one of
Cancelled appointments and
Wake-up calls
Anthony comes and he goes
In a rut, he finds it
Hard to get on
Impossible to hail
New beginnings
BRIC countries and so on
Over the plan, the empire builders
Their garments soiled
Seem set to go
All very pro...
All very pro...

Time, designed for traipsing
Underfoot terrazzo, veneer
Our business IS business
I passed the architect behind
That place, i dress similar
I am so fed up
You step off the down escalator, then
Go straight back up
A cycle
A time-killer
Do the elements deter you?
Or is it slippery marble?
Sameday
I see motherhood anew
Sameday
I see playful minty limbs
Sameday
I read the glossies
Sameday
I trace the mobile scaffold
Sameday
I see the flinching from a kiss
Sameday
I see the closeness of flowers
Sameday
I receive no-one

The curved beams, a reminder
Of an old horizon, theories about
Collapse and prevention, taped and
Now in storage
Jokes are at the ready
If it bends, it breaks
Or something like that
This would suit
The organizers of the
Quiz night, they compete in cleverness and in
Obscurity of questions posed, they laugh, they
Sit in aluminium chairs
They connect
Then they leave
Together...sixteen hundred hours

Red corrugated as backdrop
Beats colourama...
Users of mobile fund this
Pleaser of the eye, polished
Taxi precedes Mini, Renault
Is it the underground that
Gently vibrates the dressed girder?
I am in mind of Defying
Gravity, its reading in
Neptune, its accompaniment...the
Same said underground...Perfect
Perfect
Gettin' lazy
For hire, this is not easy
So welcome
So self-sufficient...liar
Do i lift my feet
For the vacuum?
For the mops?
Wet and dry?
Or do i sit my ground?
Flags still fly, but now also for companies
What would half-mast mean?

It's daft i know...but my settin' sun

Being your risin' sun...was a great moment
There are things i still see
But do not
Really look at

Amidst the polished angled chrome
Tribute bands are talked about
Another Wednesday, another
Tongue sticks out in
Concentrated descent, ringbinder
In folded arms
Whilst walking is
Such a pose, is not hands-free
Exactly
Is it?
This is high up
This is high up
What discontent we find
In our own height
Our own reach
My own space
This heritage is not to be repeated
He is unfortunate
She is polka dot
The lift chimes signal, grasp for
The wheelchair-bound
There are enviable pectorals, biceps
His visit here
Is not daily

I saw logarithms, i remember barley
The iron closure is in front
Beneath fascia, North facing
Speaking of which
Should the Prince ever condemn the building of slums...
Whenever the Prince condemns the building of slums
I'll be out there...laying
The foundations for the f***ers
There is one round the back
Damn
Spontaneity was not on the agenda today
Still
This is as whirlwind
As it gets, the
Longest fingernails that ever were
Still i awake, this
Dreaded, stretch-marked
Sleeplessness, this
Brochure for the
Devil, embarrassed and mad...absolutely mad
We tell us what we think
Re: our visit
Re: our day out

Amongst these shiftless tenants
The Bowbell is the baddie...at least
In this story
The alliteration is apparent

Yes you may, professional
Help was a Monday thing
Big bucks were viewed
Daily viewings are encouraged
They scamper after
Big bears and lead bellies
It is concentrated
The lynx
Yawning in public, checking body
Mass in a passing reflection
Be quick to accept, be quicker
To reject, we are more struck anyways
By police, so
We stomp, so
We stand...so vivaciously
We move

We are shepherded
We have opinion poetry
I have done favours again and
Here come lunchtime agreements
Here comes Heinz, blonde
Shimmering through forty five years
Print condition
We brew, strangely proud
We swing keys on a string
We dangle passes around
Our necks, or have 'em slotted orally, so that
Our pockets can be fingered
What am i to do?
Where am i to go?
Worldwide...force me
To visit www...
It makes a difference
Those two get on well, they
Synchronize the handling of emotions
They spoon-feed personality
They find nobody they
Can really be with

Tragedy is omnipresent, it is
Up to frontal
Up to backward
Spiked and longing for communication
To be on the wire
To control addictions
Men of muscle always
Shadow control
Suppose they are...
This notion disappears soon enough
During an disliked ringtone
Weather is discussed once more
I feel disgust once more
My interest in health promotion
Is lax
Is zero in comparison
To sour smiles and sweet apples
It's black and
White, it's
Rediscovery
Explicitness is expected in
All walks
Harriet was named
As one of the gatherers
We contemplate symmetry
And other trivia, it's
Rediscovery, it's
Printable version, it's
Helping you go further
Eyes strain to see newer
Billboards
Monotony is also felt

Foxy came in, Miller, etc etc
This is homosapien
Domain
Big man, gas man
No ta
No thanks
I've got a headache
We've all got headaches
I reminisce...
The neighbours, the clothing company
Romania, f***ing this, ditto that
A discussion on buttocks
The sway when walking
I resent, I understand
I am stuck and
It moves onto contracts and the like
Fraud comes to mind
I wish this...
I wish this...that
I could understand

We knot ours
They fold theirs
Why hast thou forsaken
Me?
Us?
Them?
The sensation is of lead
A Leadbelly
An old, old malady
Returns, is present
Is now physical
Adrenalin belonged to Youth
Tolerance belongs to now, but
Should not
Polish beers are available
The workers are efficient
Good
On the subject of open borders
We could talk...what do you say Pedro?
I say we could talk
If I was, well, if I was not so shy

There I was, westering
Lord knows why
There were shields
It was time to end trade membership
Invoices
Alexandra
Vision
Grovellers have taken over
Plush salons, male grooming
Is the niche market
We photograph the damage inflicted
Allegedly, upon a car bumper
And then
ABC, i will hear a duo perform, they're from
Ashby-de-la-Zouch, they
Will come to bear down
On me and Marco
There are Golden children
No more
See that killick?
That big guy will provide restraint
This is short but for what?
Behind the twinning of towns
There is anti-climax
There are cocktail bartender competitions
There are frequencies...misheard
It is frankincense, according to lyrics websites
I ponder this over brunch
I tear hair out during
Pillow-facing hangovers
It is just a snog
Required, she is married and
Makes a point of this
This has been a long time

Gruelling, it came first
I attend clinic
Teeth-whitening et alia
It has potential
Lorraine looks
Lorraine said hello afterwards
And while
Their smiles are gleaming
These facial twitches are years old
And distinctive
The routine winking is
Monotonous

Touched by the smallest of favours
They mean a lot
I boast
A boast dub
I appreciate it
Sometimes too much
Then back it is to
Chaotic, lower and all those
Things...i am fore-
Casting sleep deep, deep sleep
It's brought on by plastic dub
It's bought in with plastic
Ideals, i can write about no more
I will return to
Familiar festivals
Well known nonsense
Tedious territory

I lost my piercings and
Yearnings for such
I realised originals were for

Everyone
It suddenly clicked...that leaving
Quietly was a neccessity
Was an acquired taste
Like pedigree and yeast extract
Drag looks the same here
As it did back home
What's the matter
With England?
This is survey
This channel-surf is
Worth
Researching
I lose no hope
I intimidate...this i mind
Not me
I am ocean
I am free
I am right side of the brain
Freehand

Cranberry is craved for
Is good also for the alleviation of
That stinging that makes one sit up
All over the world, beats...beat out
If real California is here
So are we
And so we are
To leave it
I need frozen, a space
To mould myself into
I'm helpless against the
South Londoner who attaches
Importance and herself to me
I'm kind
I'm kinder
I'm kinda' strivin'
Twice already today, i have explained...as
Dance music plays
A sad direction
A lost reminder
A switchboard now all-important
I am happy for Lovers
Envious, reminder, critical
But happy