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Recorded Reading (1:53):

https://www.dropbox.com/scl/fi/pdck08vae8jcgtp4g95v9/Still-at-Large-XI.mp3?rlkey=uc0ijrw7pmnlfxhu1mxnmnjh4&st=72wikil4&dl=0

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Still at large XI ~ My Invocation

May you burn, and burn alive
The way your many victims have
More injury than you can hope
To soothe with any salve

May operators tear long narrow
Skin in screaming strips from you
The way you to caged women
Play accompaniment when they do

And may somebody
Callously
Lots of money know
By selling afterward of it the video

May floods close over you
And your every hope
The way you flood small businesses
Then mock them when they cannot cope

May tons of garbage bury you
Under thousands of
The shopping carts you stole
And had your street idiots move

To places where by homeless
There’d have been no way to take,
Then welcome and inflammatory
Accusations make

May you be desp’rately afraid
Be thirsty and be famished
May you breathe choking gasses
By which your lungs are damaged

May all the misery you’ve caused
One hundred ways ~ and how!
Come back to where they started,
Return to find you now

As you have betrayed others
May you be betrayed
Let someone else with laughter
By your downfall be slayed

Quick or slow
We all know
Mr. “Obey me and I’ll get you high”
~ It’s way past time for you to die.