Inauguration of Donald Trump: Sequester the Bile




















Sequester the Bile

1
Will this be filmed? Will I ever been seen again?
Déjà vu to pre-empt the desire to say:
this is me and that is them - as emphatic modifiers
If the signature is left as an empty list
A loser’s garden for a nobody,
nobodies, useless eaters as a forgetful functor:
their intropunitive ignorance of a soliton that goes ahead of us
Austere defenders of the right to pay towards the certificate
with or without fear.

2
Now conditionally bijective to now
A catalogue of comparatives and superlatives been here before
those heroes, holders or changes to the governance pathway;
recursive choice mildnesses
the indecisive
bring me the head of stupid
enjoy your day of barely disguised resentment, whispered irritation
catalogue systems of libraries, ideas cosy, mediocrity built after
                bombing,
trees all the same height are the same age
in estates of easily constructed isotropic housing

Apologies (labelled transitions between states)
when to compromise only generates compromise –
the axiom of determinacy
not the axiom of choice
standing despite all possibilities to fall
We are not going out onto that jetty,
it's dangerous and no one will thank us.
In the same way valleys are better than mountains
barbarous dissolution
its budget for the new management
You are pathetic and will get what you deserve

3
Architects of the future:
The tyranny of cardinal geometry, stars and grids with sightlines
our breath will create weather OUR BREATH WILL CREATE WEATHER
truly monumental … far exceeding all expectations for our 1000
years
our arch will be bigger than your arch OUR ARCH WILL BE BIGGER
                                                                           THAN YOUR ARCH
the wall detail of cracks and crevices, beautiful colours, fronds and teeny weeny microphylls
the worst thing that could happen
this absolute future looks bleak for vertebrates






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