The pathetic insult of tawdry remunerations, binded with your transparent, automatic, cursory, generationally-guarded, state-approved, barely fucking human expressions of apparent empathy and understanding; have, ironically, only served to bolster further our principle-driven convictions. You can tell us by our fading suits, by our refusal to acknowledge your gestured confidence. We will manipulate and use your framework; and when the chance appears, you will be isolated, and exposed; until your unworthy soul shrivels, and the gaudy accoutrements that you parade become a target upon your back.
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The air that fills this room
Is stale with perspiration
In one hour and five
We are promised the cold night
We shall grow towards
The artificial light
And sail our hopes
Upon the wind
Any discussion of our return
Is strictly forbidden
We do not tamper
With the dreams of innocents
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I will reside in the depths
Of this deep silence
Undisciplined utterances
Disturb the ritual
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Taxi driver’s knowledge
Of music and trends
Chafe with pre-existing
Hierarchical models
Outdated structures
Are being demolished
Struck off architect
Finds his feet
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I am forbidden
From generating
Auditory signals
Degrees of tension
Will inform
Our destination
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To expect to find
Acceptance in every
Substrata is foolish
Now you know
Do not dilute
Your essence
In an effort
To win friends
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He who calls you out
Is most deserving
Of your wrath
Engage your wits
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And as I tread
The harrowed way home
Gesticulating how
It becomes us natives
Parked up cars and vans
Assure me only
With the familiarity
Of their checkpoint blink
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‘He enjoys a good walk
Out amid the bustle
An appreciation
For any man’s craft’
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Do not
Deceive yourself
In the company
Of trending fiends
Their dependence
On conformity
Is a habitual gateway
Into black nihilism
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Oh look, a talking cheese…
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-are you religious?
-religiously dead on.
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Gleaming liquid film
Orbic lilt caressed
Logical appraisal
Inspires further wonder
A backlog fabricated
Allows restricted entry
Her initiative will be noted
With the necessary composure
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Abandon yourself
To resting relief
Should ego’s chase
Find you constricted
A developing ability
To show out our worst
Frees us in the next
Coming moment of play
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By value of their length alone
Complex word selections
Are mostly redundant
Poetically speaking
Enlivenening these lumps
With a coherent means
Of context might earn
Appreciation amongst academics
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Master the word
Should you wish to
See it serve
Noble ends
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It is better to
Embrace fully
This process of
Assimilation
Bad tidings
Will draw from you
An automatic
Emotional response
Within the progression
Critical aptitude will
See a return to form
Refuse to cop out
A completed cycle
Sees you at
A new task
Affirm your gratitude
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One for friendship
One for love
Back-benched at the auction
Squealing piglets press their snouts
Their future reliant
On a shrewd appraisal
He challenges the patter
Of every hopeful prig
The wife will humour him
Nursing his news in thanks
He had done well to heed the father
Clever there to see himself
It’s the clever young man indeed
Who sees the sense so early
In learning from his elders’ journeys
It is often a mark of success
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Box clever
Say what you want
But I believe, (to my soul)
That a solid foundation
Of footwork is truly elemental
Side-stepping chef’s souffle
Window cleaner’s pirouette
Shop girl’s side-faced slant
Codger’s tinkling tap dance
Intuitive sense of balance
Peripheral flip cue detection
Timely relief rest exhalation
Onboard inhibitor activated
Observational capacity increased
Embouchure adjustable according to pitch
Alternative grooves sourced
Slip manoeuvre ready for deployment
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Excuses
The poem previous
To the one you are
Now reading
With scathing derision
Fell foul of
My own wretched
Biases and smuggery
Let me explain myself
The above
Being a means of
Describing an intangible
Set of processes
Adopted an almost
Mechanical feel
In order to suggest
Something automatic
In the whole makeup
Of such a charade.
So you see, whilst
It might appear
That I had unwittingly
Broken the very rules
That I myself had set
I was in fact demonstrating
The flexible nature
Of certain stipulations
By my very failure
To entertain defeat
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There is a comfort in scepticism
Likewise there are perks to conformity
To trust in a positive outlook
Requires you now to adjust
You’re afraid to try it truth be told
In case you never get back
To our shaded couch
Where we can better study their faults
Interview with Napoleon Bonaparte
-Napoleon man, how’s it going? You’ve had quite a run.
-Yeah yeah pretty good, we’ve done great. I want to thank the team…
-Okay. Well we’ve recently seen the release of your previously disparately existent Novella. What made you take this direction with your work, having achieved so much in the military and empirical fields? Of course, not referring to stats and figures, unnecessary proof of your, eh, stature. More so speaking in relation to your tactical nous, and general French-ness.
– Aye. Well statistically speaking, I think I’ve already made my mark, but yeah basically the novella was a necessary cathartic exercise following an inconclusive romantic excursion with another guy’s wife. I don’t claim it to be earth-shattering or anything, I just thought it was a valid piece of art, and took advantage of the pre-existing connections that I held, speaking as Frenchman, and certainly as a ‘shorter man,’ statistically speaking.
-That’s great. Do you attribute any of the literary ability to your Italian, noble roots? And could you give us a light, please?
-Aye well basically you’ve got Dante, who’s fantastic of course, but aside from that I was wasn’t really educated as to the national genius of the country, artistically speaking. And I haven’t really bothered to, eh, hip, myself any further. I do hold considerable sway as Emperor, I’ll have you know.
-No mate, that’s fully understood. Just thought I’d ask, I didn’t know either to be honest, but in my job it’s kind of incumbent upon the reporter to assume a sort of all-knowing pretence. Napoleon Bonaparte, best of luck with the success of your novella, Clifton and Jeanette; and of course, we’re all behind you with the Inquisition.
-Cheers. Oh yeah, I have an upcoming artillery thing happening now in January; hopefully by then the peasants haven’t learned to read…
-Oh that’s fantastic, where can I get tickets for that? It’d be great to see you. On the frontline, your Greatness; full regalia, the lot.
-Yeah well it’s a pretty serious affair. I’d relate it to high-level Opera, only you’ve not to crawl over the bodies of so many peasants.
-Are you not dating a peasant girl? That must get awkward.
-Oh not at all. The state approves! As does her father. Do you need a light?
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It seems we have exhausted
This once viable
Means of expression
The next point of order
Is to see the authors
Consider themselves
From an outsider’s perspective
They will adjust accordingly
If they wish to continue
To frequent the premises
I’m trying to get an idea
From the pre-existing manuals
But they’ve got me stranded
At the damned gate
I’ve to write my own
With little much to go on
Save the free encyclopedia
This is not a complaint
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