Thursday, October 8, 2015

Oakland Youth Demi-Monde, part 1

The street provides the role models we desire

A survey of scattered indicia 
of the  jeunesse doree noir on my patch 

You'll have to rip the steering wheel
from some folks' cold dead hands

Chimera of the wealth extraction industry
Owned by the wealthy forever,
It always was all about the money

All the public phones were ripped-out long ago,
Copper land lines worked even in a black-out,
Everything now up in the cloud

A Wall of Graffiti 
appeared over night

Some native hostility

The poster says "OBEY",
No one will


The flag of Oakland is horizontal
I go out


Helicopter on the roof,
Pummeling passers-by

Another delivery of prisoners,
America has one quarter of the number
of all the prisoners in the world

There's that damned helicopter
Touring back and forth from the Port,
Flying low over the Coroner's Office

Large helicopter over the old train station building,
The military-to-police trade show is going on,
Protest got it moved to Pleasanton this year,
No doubt some fat Oakland cop bigwig 
Is on a test drive, being sold on the chopper

The Coroner's Office
Touchstone of the neighborhood

Coroner's staff are the only living persons
 Allowed beyond this point

Windows opalescent in the evening dim

Around behind Parker Electric building
With its mural portrait of a duck,
An ominous building painted matte black
Wonder what it's all about

The Underworld Screams for Attention

Oakland Metro Opera House
Hmmm, more curious still

Why, it appears to be a warren 
given over to Satan in its entirety

Murder most high

A nation under an evil spell

Saints preserve us from the criminally insane

Oh now, you hate to see something like that

Such a pretty girl too, 
Someone's lost daughter

Reveling in lunacy
And degeneracy

We'll all have to face the judgement of death someday

Satan wants us to see ourselves as animalistic,
Unworthy of God's love

Death Trip transplant
Bound for the Western Lands 
September-October 2015

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