Emergency Sonnet: Roe Overturned: Then It's War!
by John Kendall Hawkins
Well, f*ck me, the old SCOTUS sods just don't get it.
Forget the fractal wonders of women's bodies
(easy to say when you've got one foot in the grave)
that don't belong to men, but them. They ain't no cave
spelunking, splashy funkin, sand dune hon Saudis
in burka suits that can drive cars, if you let it.
We could say: 8 billion people's just not enough.
Let's have more, serve up the hot pie, and share the glow.
Ask: do rabbits have abortions? My body's mine;
hers hers. Just build more orphanages. We'll be fine.
Amy Coney Island of the mind. Bye Bye Roe.
Goddamn it, I'm old, and sick and tired of this stuff.
Let's just have the dagblammit revolution
and get it over with, our reap-sow fruition.
