Friday 21 July 2017

the new vernacular

everyone would gather on a
saturday and laugh at the cladding

like rows and rows of developers teeth
ceramic veneer of that which lies beneath.

somehow we became hopeless proponents of a new vernacular
where momumental masons are designing their own gravestones and
it's hideous from every angle. hideous from every angle. hideous from every angle.

sing it in the mirror - from the yawning trenches
of Camden and Kensington to the horse guard parade plague pit,
an unofficial history of our existence. told through jokes and
shit fan fiction, more important than any photograph or social interaction.

and we're already bored
of our new national anthem
and this knackered old vernacular.

but
johnny shall love his new master
johnny shall love his new master.
johnny johnny johnny shall love his new master.

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