january in retrospect (a german expressionist poem)

it's a year since horsemouth saw this guy (with john clarkson dahn sarf)

january - a german expressionist poem

12 groundhogs (cloud gate)
ten years after the financial crisis
- where are we now?
‘nonprime has a nice ring to it’

‘I ludwig meidner clod of earth 
 cut into little pieces, 
 outlawed, apocalyptic, 
 my skull blown into oblivion 
 by the winter wind.’ 

fat cats and seaplanes (don't mix).
fat cat day (jan 4th)
to death
(a pamphlet for the metropolis)

‘the status quo cracks, 
 primeval chaos rises to the surface.’ 

causes of death in english folk songs (a pie chart)

'first the landlord came for me, 
then the banks came for me, 
then st. mungos came for me, 
and in the end 
I was no longer left' 

horsemouth has a terrible vision of himself in ten/ twenty years time - on anti-depressants, on crutches, towing round an oxygen tank and adopting some crazed nostalgic piece of self-harm as a political programme (like his parents with brexit).

the black king, the muslim prime minister, black power, big up meghan markle, kind hearts and coronets 'I shot an arrow in the air...' (if the spare becomes the heir)

‘laugh, laugh, troy burns; 
cassandra does go on...' 

the apocalypse in iambic pentameter (in spondees even).
the preppers were right you need a break out bag.

features sitar-smashing and white girls in saris ...

(... and one from february)
12 flatlining groundhogs
death will not be cheated
(and the performance is over)

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‘it has two parts one part is engaged in doing some job, and the other part synchronically narrates what the first part does… for the common sense perspective the machine might be called a ‘commentator machine’, its parts ‘the doing’ and ‘the saying’ parts’