Behold, I bring you just a few more snippets of the enemy’s own words and why I feel he needs to be destroyed:

“i have this professor (literature, the worst kind) who
circles and underlines phrases and things that maybe do backflips
in a little academic paper but so what
i thought writing was supposed to be original like
Charlie Parker and a shiny new dime
dropped by that baldy Jason Williams but no…“

I want you to note that in the above excerpt, the enemy references jazz-great Charlie Parker. He then wrote this poem:

“I wonder if we somehow could just
round up every poet who’s stood in front
of a college crowd citing Jazz as
one of their major influences and stuff
them in a bus and lock the goddamn doors

let them rattle their empty
little heads together while singing words like
improvisation and Miles and

Coletrain oh yeah, also
movement

driving to the cliff set high
on pompousness, gravity showing
those poets a thing or two about
the real meaning , as such, of
improvisation.“

So besides the mispellings of certain names, I would like to point out that in this poem he actually calls for his own death, as he was one who name-drops and is filled with “pompousness”. Die, die, die enemy!!!!