Rapid Response

the moment it's a rumour it must be true the moment it's a moment it's more so the sudden unleashing of opinion the framing of narratives is it unfair to say the hope? hands poised above archetypes going ahead anyway circling round the story closing in on yet more evidence the fierce thrill of certainties another line to be repeated another set of certainties the embryonic story poked examined and loved, so loved, maybe even lusted after and so precious, here see the quiet tears of the stillbirth the heads turned away the phones turned off the relentless shifting of paragraphs

too much to be honest the overload of intrigue a collection of paperbacks with titles going  definite article proper noun noun the photos the evidence the smears and the counters the smokescreens and digging the threats and blandishments over here we have  a shadowy cartel, lets call them "the avoiders" over here we have another shadowy cartel lets call them "the other avoiders" one stands for freedom and truth the other, likewise which is good to know be a rum do if they stood for, I don't know not freedom and truth? so we await with interest who wants to see  the world swallowed whole

No resumption as yet but Give it time the thought Marked for greatness Is a bit of leg In a constituency surgery Knickers on the office floor They love a bit of it The heady aroma Of sheaves of minutes The sheer power Of an early day motion You love it there’s Nothing like a bit of Paunch on a man – adds gravitas I don’t blame your Suddenly weak knees, you’re Only human after all