‘Best of the mains was a stellar fish burger: a huge
fat fillet of white fish in a brioche bun’ / Thameslink
Every ripple encrypts credit's blighting sinew. New
The grammar of reaction in every fluid parabola.
The blithe resumption of ripple on bank figures,
Figures, figures, like the uncomfortable etymology
Of credit and belief, that all-too-plausible, cloying
Semantic affinity stretched across screens like sickened bedfellows
(SALE STARTS TODAY). As bank silently abates microtides, there
Is something in this of my inability to in–
habit language. Smooth ingress of clause to predicament reads
Like the choateness of oil, frictionless across Thames surface.
Such entry is far from my knowing now: syllables away.
Democracy is fluid adaptable commerce.
We missed our targets this month
I must satisfy figuration’s maw, conciliate Thames, though
Inscription seems impossible and fingers mere wefting creels.
The ablative case signifies movement away, removal,
Flight encoded, exit assured, he left some time ago—check.
And despite wrought absence the vowel imperative compels
Toward lengthening their slow length along, drives plosive /
Cursive attention against unknowing water channels, follows
Cursor in unjustified widening of enterprised page.
Paginate Thames, unenscribable Jesus Christ, Canada
Water a good service is running through Farringdon down Mud–
chute. We none of us can absent ourselves from the insistent
Incidental music of tides and newbuild beaches.
The yawning maw blankly asks, wide
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YOUR TARGET THIS MONTH. Bank joists yielding to the ebb like track points
Under wheels, under ground . In nosoever means tumescent
City regains the brio of an amateur. Tersening,
Coagulant accrues at buttresses whilst we, in our beds,
Vision nothing of it, the unspeaking scree, nor the base silt
Of silicate-false raised beach.
The polls are rarely wrong
What ambiguous progress the river makes, what compromised
Report of movement, delivery of stock and sustenance.
We all have urged this bitter unflow, unbleached history's bland
Ignominy, whether pre or post 'linguistic turn'. Triplet
Ripples, like concessions of guilt, spread handwriting on lead,
Cladding for the GREAT CITY. Successive money memories
Beat analogue decay. Ships towers domes theatres and temples
Lie. And while we're being poetic about it, now brooches of
Evening sunlight further unsustain projection to the faith
Needed for the intercession of prosody in the dredge--
r’s oiled wake. The sun drops early making a rash challenge
Of plangent light river’s surface.
Returning basalt remittance
The highly-wrought exclusion of Pimlico walls, whereat sheer
Stucco takes a palliative aspect: for what is it waiting,
Water's conciliatory promise? The undertows of
Profundity or the purifying inscriptive ebb of pen
At paper? The white screed is like Mortlake to the bank
Clefts at Blackfriars. Yearning brooks no slaking, unbids no matter.
Water is unsound, unsaying. Immutable stays support
Illusory securities of bridge and buckle, standing
Unbelievable in painted unyielding commerce. There is
Only one allreturner, godwater, unquitter, river,
Giver, remover and replacer, silt transport, prosody
Unsounder, the collapse, nilling shale.
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JJ Regan is a Glaswegian poet working in Cambridge. He asks that you read 'Best of the mains was a stellar fish burger: a huge fat fillet of white fish in a brioche bun / Thameslink' aloud.