13.9.15


lazy lengths of gray sunburnt limbs lay contorted on a dried brown hillside above a cavity of brittle crumbling shale slag 

above the hillside
collapsed into a leaning chainlinked fence whose poured concrete postbases were exposed
is a faded black canopied babybuggey

he refused to climb the hill to the fence

or inspect the contents

   expecting
               if he did
hed find the dryrot carcass of a baby that made the babybuggy
                                                                     let some other hero discover it 

afternoon,  Sunday,  30  8. 15
defleshed 1610,  Sunday,  30  8. 15



--   You must be desperate
Or mad

Do you really think any parent is going to give this line of questioning   any fucking credence

--   Ill grant its outside of the box

but we havent anything 
                                      right now
for all our diligence  and efforts



Do we


--   No

We do not



Okay

Run with it

But its your baby
Your idea

--   Thank you

I appreciate the my new authority





Young children were going missing 
later found dead
their abductions were eyewitnessed by other preschoolers


the knees of his pants were getting dirty and thin
their fannies growing shiny

interviewing short people was providing arduous to his clothing and joints
                             
but he was making progress as he expected

dumbfounding his critics

stopping their rolling eyes

halting their whaddafuck shoulder shrugs

and leaving their jaws which originally laughed    hanging wideopen

Careful boys   Dont wancha swallowing flies



no police sketch artists

by their height all they were going to be able to describe was Adams apples and jaws 

so he went after the Obvious
                                  clothing color  type of clothes  photographic line-ups made up of cartoon characters
  
Tall and Slender was revealed
                                                    he assessed the suspects height by aligning what turned out to be similar cartoon characters beside scaled automobiles minivans panel trucks traffic signs fence forks in trees windows in buildings writing on those windows


Tall   to people who werent three feet tall or who couldnt count to ten made him think of cartoons

kids were babysat by cartoons

the only thing he Xed from his line-ups in his quest for the animal were cartoons animals


he canvassed the hell out of these brilliant Munchkins and tore up every cartoon avenue imaginable for somewhat handsome faces

most of the little girls said the perpetrator was good-looking 

he enjoyed a good-natured laugh and was slightly suspicious if a little boy even noticed

when he was a young boy
he only noticed pretty girls
no matter their ages


unfortunately two more children went missing during his investigation
 
although he kept his fingers crossed 
 
their bodies werent found

and this sonofabitch wasnt particular about hiding them he always dumping their small violated bodies in public places where if they werent found on sight  they were found by scent


he kept his fingers crossed


well  he figured 
                          wouldnt you know it
out of the mouth of babes
 
a young boy caught his breath pointed  and fainted

he didnt even bother to stick around for the boy to regain consciousness and made a beeline to every witness he interviewed  he rang doorbells throughout the night into morning and child after sleepy child squirmed in their parents arms burst into tears or screamed

its a terrible thing when a Most Wanted picture and its attendant All-points bulletin bears a cartoon character

beat cops flashed them throughout their neighborhoods and quelled nervous or fantastic laughter with steely eyes

Joe Friday would have been proud




one of the childrens body was found in a public water fountain beneath its pointing Poseidonish statuaries

it seemed recently he was growing fond of water




they captured him on an upscale hotel rooftop swimming pool hiding the last childs body



they let him be part of the collar

he hadnt been to sleep in nearly three days

he couldnt say if it was the stress of trying to find the last two children alive seeing the last poor babys body or the monster-looked-so-much-like-the-cartoon-he-was-arrested-by shock




he did remember laughing  
                                           as if they shared a mutual joke

laughing   
                Sorry you got no happy endings  copper  God knows you tried



he did remember feeling like a movie arch-villain who is unable to restrain himself and confesses to his captive nemesis soon-to-die his diabolical plan for World domination



he remembered shoving the cartoon characters poster in his face so he couldnt mistake it so he could appreciate how a child outed him  IDed him



he remembered the animal twisting its muzzle trying to escape the glossy crisp pamphlet shoved in its face
its hands cuffed behind its back   backing up
      
backing up
its laughter a not-so-funny laughter any longer

anguished  
                   aw poor baby
slightly tortured


   
he remembered the shits laughter falling off      falling away        out of his ears

storey after storey   after    storey

 


I think he jumped  he said

I dont remember


thinking 
              one happy ending




2306,  Friday,  11  9. 15
1223, Saturday,  12  9. 15