_____ ran back in when suddenly –

_____ was seen from the inside, waiting at the window –

He ran to the house in his bare feet.

It said that several thousand people marched in the rain from – And now what is there, _____? What do we have to show for –

He called up to the youngsters to jump and he would catch them.

We don’t know anything about that. Nobody said anything about – It said that you were loved _____, and you were always gonna –

Grandmother, 47, and grandfather, 56, died at the scene.

The family of _____ today issued this statement –

The family of _____ ask for your respect –

Organisers hope to deliver the petition to the Home Secretary.

It-has-nothing-to-do-with-us today issued this statement:

those involved have defended their actions and been given / been given / acquitted / retired with full pay / charged / acquitted / desk duty / retired with full pay / been given / been given –

Let’s save this gentle giant.

I read that you were loved, I read that you were –

I read about you_____, I read that you were –

Baccy

I stop work and go downstairs

for the house meeting. Make tea.

Shake Hobnobs onto a plate,

mind like a cigarette, tethered to ‘81.

We need to discuss whether we

open the door to our neighbour

when he asks for milk and tobacco.

Our fridge is full of tupperware,

mince with its mossy grey hair

standing up on end. Beignet mix

with green and white acne.

Ham hock and beetroot overcome

by clouds. Clotted cream like a cracked

heel in the desert.

He asks for the earth.

If he comes again,

we are to give him   this much,

our fingers pinch the air,

and this much,

we part our hands about the height of a heart.

Losers

We losers are winning now that the losers have lost.

The moaning is getting annoying, let’s get back to the winning.

The thing that we won when the losers were kneeling and begging,

before they came with their losing and coming to us with the cost.

The looser it is the riper it is for the losing. My sorrow lets loose

on the nation, opens its arms to the weeping, a basket of beans

for the wounded, nappies and sugar and fish cakes and coupons

are paving the road for the moving: we winners with winners

And losers out there with their losing.

To lose and to lose. To be last in the lotto of loss. I send my sorrow

to mingle with yours. To meet at the pub and lessen the pain of your losing.

It’s the only question we ask. Will anyone lessen the losing?

Will anyone lessen the loss?

You can’t make the boss listen to us, the boss never spends

lunchtime with us, only when profit and cost and money or

money or us comes into the balance and toss of a coin is enough.

I have school but I don’t have a house. My mother’s confused