storm weather and floods. Tsunamis
of alcohol related hepatitis will burst
through the automatic doors in A&E.
They have been told to be underprepared
like the police for the fallout of Friday night
violence in city centres. Blood will come
like a flood. A riot of scalpels and syringes
held to the throat — Give us your money,
you bastards, or we'll burn you. The Fire Brigade
are on strike. 999 is a disconnected number
and nobody gives a shit if you die.
In Westminster MPs stand on the roof
catching fivers in nets. The bonfire of services
turns ash into cash and the unscorched snatch it.
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