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6. DRAGONS

What will you work at?
And join?
Or the earth is too wrong?
Doesn’t seem?

HAND IN QUENCHING MOVE OR ATMOSPHERE

HEART IN CHIMING MIX OF TO BE LIKE

CHAIN OF SOUL AS SHADOW GROUND OR AND LINE

The word-waste
slips us
proud
apart.

What today?
Festival, maybe,
something that bends
all the lines of rock

CO- BLOOD WARM HEART SOUNDS

FUSES BESIDE WITH HARP AND IS

ADHERES BLOOD WARM HAND AND ACTS

night-through.
sleep-through,
unwinds by day.

Are you some sort of cop?
No, I work for
want to provide
interested in
in the neighbourhood

MISTY STRUCTURE CHAMELEON SHIFTS ALWAYS

UNCLARIFIED VIOLENT GANG NEEDS MEMBERS

NATURE HAS A CHARACTERISTIC ORGAN A STATE OF FLUX

“The detached worker
must keep in mind that
his ultimate goal
is not the redirection of the gang into constructive activities,
but its eventual dismemberment.”

So much shit
take this much continue
neb in, no laugh at big letters,
flares --

AT HIS ROOF THE FRACOD BOASTED CUP AND GENIUS BISTRE-SWORD

THE DRAGON THE FERAL GOLD-BACK AND NICK-WORK IN ITS JEWEL THIS

SLATE CATCH MOLTEN INCHES      AND TWIST-TIN CHOCOLATE-BRIGHT IS DRAGON.

And by,
disintegrates,
surrenders,
is over.
Thanks.

Brought in broken hedgehogs
miswingers, marmalettes, the
homeless predator,
not very hopeful.

STANDS IN UN-DIMENSION HIP & CLAW ONLY

LOST GRAVITATES ARM SENSE

HAS GO GROUPS ABOUT EACH ---

-- If you’re lost.
Groups and parts.
Comes upto and disperses.
Signpost sez, but isn’t regretted.

If you are all the losers,
dazed on the battlefield,
unswelling of the dark smoke as it night’, then
the birthing of dragon:
of each, make tooth,
of each and other, take a flat bit of thought, scales.

DRUM RIBBON YOLK TO BE HEAVY PLUM-BLACK

ROUND BESMIRCHED GLOW SOMETHING SPIRE SENSE

ROLL THE AIR-CANDLES RESUBMIT BUILT-BUGLE OF SMOKE HOLD

Its goal is sky.
Its way is the ground.
Eventually, it will not care any more, get bored, OK, will fade,
hide its own tunes,
re-form, be formulate, re-group, seen
longer and longer and show in other lanes,
by some new tine.

Archangel Michael
with atom-dove flight
and coarse saint-shape
swords before
and grand justice is,
slashes dragon-entity in two, lays, it dissolves.

VACUITY CUT TWO YIELDS IS OVER

ILL CUT FOUR YET NOTHING MORE

EMPTY MORE      ENDS TRACELESS

Error note:
nothing corporeal,
only a continuous indestructible freight of smoke.

New nameless zone
sand or river or nook
collects.
Only wants unity.
Only knows no engines give it.
And cones together.

IDLENESS? (NEW GROUP)

AFFINITY? (NEW GHOST)

INTERSENSE? (SAME GROUP)

Wing-rid ruby
All-'hesive
our great flag pales, was
indisputable of integration
has night / has sky
lift of life

In the twirled world
unhungry,
garrisons of Unions march forever,
weave-banner
roaring with work

FIRE LIGHTS ALL LAST TUB CANDLES

FEELS HAS ACT LIT UP ON THE ROLLEY-WAY

FORWARD HAS PRESENCE ALL ADORNED CHRISTMAS

to make a success of
to see things shares and gradient
What help then?
None...
or we stand to loss more...

Work scents me
look how I flow into dance
woman & judgement
in mind
fact / act

PACT AND THE SCALES FLAGGING BREAKS URGES BOTH

ART THE ARM      CLOUD RAGES UP THRU

PERFECT CHAIN      FUME IN DOWN-BITE BREATH THORO ’SLEEP

At the centre the navel
near the citadel of sin
where no Christian may go,
see, feel, touch, know.

Turn, oh go on, an’
switch it for us, will you?
I wanta keep the noise away.
The bond, this tine, darkness,
us and us, souls and soul, gotta be like loud

HASN’T IT? AND EVER

PART THINK AND

AND PAIR LIKE EVER

wears,
breaks up, blames us,
would keep it, would have memories,
it’s not whole.

Tune (fizz-prrt) the radio
to something (querdly zt-zt’n neeorzzz)
equitable (di-da di-da)
universal (tum-ti-doo la-la-la)

WE ARE CONTACT CHARGE COLLECTOR CONNECTOR 'N' EASY

WE ARE CONTACT CHARGE COLLECTING CONNECTING EASY

WE ARE CONTACT CHARGE COLLECTIVE CONNECTIVE EASY

beaut-as-bird receptive
clear country line
off-wander (brrrggg)
back off-station
(dull, these other days)

bring up
the tick-over,
make message,
tell gear and transform

BRRRR RRRRRRR HRRRRRRRRR TR-TR-TR

ZZZZG GGGGGGG GGGGGGGGGZ OWWWWWWO

NNNN NNNNNN NNNNNNNNNN HIOOOO

let feed manage the twist-grip,
the wheel settles the revs,
stroke- rate
feed-back
cable

Mine
I align
scaffold-rig

TAP TEMPER TILT TOKEN

TRUE TORQUE      TRIM TAKE

TIE TACKLE      TRUST TRAVERSE

leans to what is level
day-equates
and proves satisfactory

For everything is furze

STICK and force CLAIM and fume MOUTH and fire! SEED-SET EXCITERATE UNSTABLE REVERING

TRASH SHIRT TEEM TIGILARY ATOM-CRISP FLOWERY      SHOW-SOBER      RECYCLING

BEAD TRIP SURGE CONGLOMULAR GRAIN-IE SINE-SPEED      UNCONSTANTNESS      BUT UNANIMOUS

holds whole
and to reflex/track
untips to/unties like
necessary
nothing
(knowing in bone sets choir)

The broken facts,
tibular ends, psyche shards
re-knit,
patterns mirror.
sand-plate that is in flicker and hum

ALL UNCLEVER MIS-PLACE TAKES COHERES

IS LOVED REJECTS PLANULAR COLLECTS

TUBE TANTRA SYMMETRY      UNIT      WEARS

collapses back, an uncolony,
to neat lines, bulbs, words,
frontispieces, avenues, page-set.

The cog-sick spangled insect
pervades
brittle ears, clean-stand
wheat --
each we spoil

GONE ABSTRACTION

HUSH NO FAITH

EACH NO TRUST

the values glowed and stopped.
the spoon fractured.
the steel thing on the hull.
Every single tool has worn to a zero.
but it isn’t anything.

OK, you expected:
All our carbon iced into glossy diamond and
not any stop. Why has it got to turn out well?
Can it not Just
start and end?

CAPUT VERMILIFROND COILS AND BRIGHT

TRIPLE-TONGUED SCALES IN THE AIR CAUDA

HORN-BUMPED SPIRING      SUBSIDING DRACONIS

Be a happy end.

7.
stand & square
an’ breathe & air
count
count
count
an’ breathe
an’ stand
stand
stand
look
think
give
go
no
stand
air
breathe
square

8.
A rebel- [start/fine-head/thoro’/bell] -lious
school- [symmetrical/psyche/trick/control] boy
who tried to burn [bring-forth/realise/god-conduct] down
a magistrates’ [sober/careless/cunt] court
told police [parrot-alert/predatory] he
got the idea [prototyped/unbrained-himself] from
the Tyneside [burn-race/geordie/gin-head/high-f lame-protect]
                                                                                             riots,
a judge [truth-taught/awful] heard yesterday.
Newcastle [on-the-invented-Tyne-god] Crown [gold/god] Court
was told that 16-year-old [if not stopped] Thomas [after
                                                                            T.Spence] Benson,
also said: “I don’t like [if I is mine] any court.”
Police traced [noses and a community award] Benson
to this home [unhappy/atypical/suspect] in Hazel Road, Blaydon,
a week later [call-in/reward/negotiation/consideration] and
arrested [black/basic/bastard/brutal] him
as he tried to escape [save-something/self] out of
back window [space/into/spare]
Benson [a titleless object by now] who
has been in custody [head-open/shut/howling] for the past 4
                                                                                        months,
admitted [truth/capacity/ingenuous/honesty] arson.

The judge [decent/celestial] decided
to defer sentencing [majestic/body-engulfing/end-of] Benson
for six months on condition [catch/would-you-like-to?] that he
                                                                                 co-operates
with Gateshead social [right-thinking/tie-bejewelled] services
                                                                                      [bow-n-
slice/assist/cannibal/control] department.