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letra de a speculative fiction - chris hannah

a new iron curtain drawn across the 49th parallel
cut all diplomatic ties as we expel
all american dignitaries
and issue a nation-wide travel advisory for any others left inside
nowhere to run. nowhere to hide
the burned out sh-lls of south-bound traffic lay strewn across a cold
stretch of would-be interstate
still visible below
below their charred remains:
pax americana plates
your stupid f-cking laser-pucks were just the start
and while you may stand six full cubits and a span
a shepard’s sling and five stones in our hand
and the battle of 1812 lives in our heart

we don’t care if we’re destroyed
we’ll never capitulate
we’ll take the whole f-cking world down
down with us in flames

just a speculative fiction
no cause for alarm
we got a good 15 years left
till the united we stand
murals on west broadway finally fade
and we wave good-bye to such sad, childish refrains
exchanged for other stupid lullabies
like “you can have my guns when you pry
them from my cold dead hands”

just a speculative fiction

- chris hannah

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