Author: John Hawkins
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Chauvinist Pigs
The riot squad is restlessThey need somewhere to go – Bob Dylan, “Desolation Row” Derek the chauvinist piggyUp to his knee in neckAll coz George wanted a ciggyAnd paid for a pack with dreck Repeat: I can’t breathe, he saidI can’t breathe: sixteen timesa mindfulness exercise gone code redDerek up to his neck in crimes…
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Cov-Son-19
Apologies to John Donne Lock down my brain, deep state Panopticus,Lest I run from thee and get off the grid.9/11, then stuxnet, now Covid:Methinks paranoia ran off with us,Like some inky squid with a damn octopus,Eyes, ears, here, there, battening down my lidWhere late my thinking lurked — a locked ward kidGone mad, an opioid…
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Mr. Shit Meets the Cargo Cult Called Capitalism
“Money doesn’t talk, it swears”— Bob Dylan. I was thinking about my days spent, a quarter-century ago in Papua New Guinea (PNG), a place that Time forgot to forget, and where, in some quarters, the Mighty Whitey hadn’t ever been seen until 1970s. Among other things, it was a GodsMustBeCrazy kind of place, almost hallucinogenic…