The first time a children’s playground was subject to this kingpin’s signature utter devastation was at Southside Park here in his native Sacramento.
Look up how long ago that was.
The poet witnessed half a dozen of his absolutely distinctive litter “art installments” on her very short errand trajectory just yesterday.
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Recorded Reading (0:57): https://www.dropbox.com/scl/fi/itfsrt59zah1x3uzl8gbt/Still-at-Large-II.mp3?rlkey=y13uia6kqznkojbhjdvgx27o5&st=fmuz3vtw&dl=0
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Still at Large II
Still at large ~ still scattering
Filthiness and ordure,
Still practicing upon that poet
Sleep deprivation torture
The first, the people are convinced,
Are travesties the “homeless did” ~
Just as I’m employed to do,
Just as they are bid
Far from any action
Which hampers or delays me
My devious nation
Delightedly pays me!
She might bring people together ~
We want them pushed apart
“Divide and conquer” is the name
Of my happy art
I’ve wreaked havoc coast to coast
Created a million fears
Unhampered law enforcement by
For nearly fifty years
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I’ve wreaked havoc coast to coast / For nearly fifty years
2 responses to “Still at Large II”
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Thank you for your affirmative response.
In this case, however, the poem is part of a series describing a very real person who has already ruined thousands of lives, killed several people, tortured countless animals, set fires and floods all over the country, and is planning a multy-city takedown of civilized life.
That he’s a genius there is no question. That he needs to be stopped there is no question either. It’s thanks to public offerings like this one, by myself and others, which have INTERPOL on his trail now.
He’s used to just getting quiet for a week or so and then changing MO’s, to be forgotten about and start all over. I think perhaps that will not work for him this time. I will keep working toward our survival rather than destruction. ❤️
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