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War, Porn and Jive--a poem

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(Article changed on February 2, 2013 at 21:40)

Your bobbing head doesn't count.
If unemployed, they'll count
You as no longer interested
In eating, drinking or sleeping
Under their sweating tonnage, as
 
They extract your last ounce. Say
A wet farewell to your shower head,
Flush toilet and one lemon-garage,
For you're hitting, hard, the potholes.

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At fifty, you're starting over, son.
At twenty, you're done. It's never
Too late, or too early, to discover
The great outdoors, or to squat
In a trash, bottle, sh*t and needle
Strewn, post-industrial civilization.

Hey, do you parley Chinoise?
f*ck you! f*ck you! That's all
The Chinese you need to know.

Sun Tzu counsels, Feign disorganization,
Shape shift, make your enemy think
You're moronic, then one fine, sunny day,
As the still extant, mutant birds are chirping,
Blow up Goldman Sachs, JP Morgan Chase,
CNN, FOX, Times Inc. and the Disney Channel. 

Yes, I can hear you loudly, budd, you'll cancel
Your cable subscription after the Super Bowl,
March Madness, NBA Playoffs, Stanley Cup,
Spring Training, then Opening Day, then, then.

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Dearest Ministry of Propaganda, we're trying
To wean ourselves, sort of, from your manure,
But please, whatever you do, don't take away
Our free internet porn, OK? Snatch our rights
To breathe in peace, searching for cheap eats,
But don't mess with our right to ooze on
Our sofas, beds or bathroom floors, OK?

Only with porn, do we feel connected
To other people's inner or outer selves.
Transcending race and age, porn unites us.
Without porn, we're reduced to narcissuses,
Each man, woman, child and dog with shard.
Without porn, we wouldn't know anyone, not

Unless we lived in a tent city, of course.
It's the first again. Are you making rent?
Is your phone still connected? What
About that gas bill? How many limbs
Do you have left? Did you serve them?

For murdering, did they toss you a slice
Of pepperoni and a made-in-China flag?
Will you waste someone today? Tomorrow?
With them hidden, will you smoke yourself?

Sun Tzu raps, No nation can survive
Endless war and a deluge of bullshit,
So that's why you and yo mamacita
Are swirling up the Potomac, without.

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Linh Dinh's Postcards from the End of America has just been published by Seven Stories Press. Tracking our deteriorating socialscape, he maintains a photo blog.


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