Corp’rate Day

selected writing by Laurence Figgis

ANYKENT

Laurence Figgis, And She Would Whisper, 2015, acrylic on paper, 53.7 x 73.9 cm

Laurence Figgis, And She Would Whisper, 2015, acrylic on paper, 53.7 x 73.9 cm

 

the seagull is himself enchanted by
the sound of hades and the lumpenboo,
a busting-boo in rhythm to the cry
of boom and bust and bust and boo

you are my kent, you are my kent, you are my seagull-you
you are my kent, you are my kent, you are my lumpenboo, lumpenboo

bring me all the birds for rent, and bring me
all their debt, for death is kind to those who
want and brings them all the passion of their
rent – and eats them to be eaten too, and

so to eat my gull, and damn this corny
bird–head rises when I try to knock it
down, I’ll choke it, choke it, stuff its feathers
in my mouth, and bring the banking house down

for your ‘very valid’ love, and bring the
banking-house down for your pimp and prostiboo
and bring the banking-house down for your
elle-a-chaud-au-cul (like the bank-and-void)

you are my kent, you are my kent, you are my seagull-you
you are my kent, you are my kent, you are my lumpenboo, lumpenboo

and what are u? the gull replied,
a good-for-naught but death’s emploi
a VERY-VALID bank-and-void,

a lumpen enbourgeois, and you will feel so
sad for him, you lay ure thoughts out on the
tar, my brains for thee, un-bothered cogs, the
wheels, the wheels, the wheels of hades’ shining car

you are my kent, you are my kent, you are my seagull-you
you are my kent, you are my kent, you are my lumpenboo, lumpenboo

©Laurence Figgis 2015


This poem was included as part of the exhibition ANYKENT, by Laurence Figgis (The Briggait, Glasgow, 18th September – 20th November 2015).  A version of this poem was also included in ‘The Living Room’, an event that took place in Stereo cafe-bar, Glasgow (3rd – 10th January 2014).