American Football
Hallelullah!
It works.
We blew the shit out of them.
We blew the shit right back up their own ass
And out their fucking ears.
It works.
We blew the shit out of them.
They suffocated in their own shit!
Hallelullah.
Praise the Lord for all good things.
We blew them into fucking shit.
They are eating it.
Praise the Lord for all good things.
We blew their balls into shards of dust,
Into shards of fucking dust.
We did it.
Now I want you to come over here and kiss me on the mouth.
Harold Pinter, Agosto de 1991
Nota literária: neste poema Pinker mostra o seu entusiasmo pelo futebol americano. Este poema foi escrito no período americano do autor que se seguiu à vitória dos EUA na 1ª Guerra do Golfo.
Ver ainda esta outra peça de literatura no Insurgente.
