animal rammed bars of sweat-glisten foreheads
in picked perfect casual wear
thats tweaked undone or stuck tight
all clusterfuck in exclusive phonepod clumps
mouths chewing and gurning manic
or just hang open
all gurgle mad laughs
like hysterical damp caves
animal rammed bars
of
manipulated opiate
joy . . .
they do feel something/they've been TOLD to
waving
coloured drinks in thick air
shouting sales and house party plans
and making mating moves
this is TIMES/sports and xmas in bars
i see Superdry and Fitch wrapped rats
sucking maze rewards
my
queue of short drinks turns me dark
dressed in bargain black
silent
righteous and ruminating
hot with paranoid truth
in
marijuana margins
the corporate sponsers shouting on their shirts
and new pop sop banging out to download ears
is
FUEL to them
DEMARCATION
to
me
plotting bloody revolution and an isolationist UK state
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