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‘meanwhile, at 24 Reservoir Road, SE4 . . .’


Roman legionnaires tramp past my front door

clutching copies of Allen Fisher’s PLACE (Reality

                                                                               Street, 2005) ‘even better than

the real                                                                thing’ what is


                       represented                                                     the theory

boys at it again                                text                                                    stuffed

                                                       inmouthandears                          pitch-

black through the mid-Kent

                                                                                       countryside we are

coming over the

edge                            into light.  The light          flaw built in           the dis

ruption                 built in the destruction                                man-made

               car park and no men                             i

so                                              late            standing                still and walking

                                                                               trees bare



spotted the kestrel from the carriage           window          but I don’t

think                                                                           hard enough for theory