Busted

so we bless god for this our genesis,

                         in splendour silent

                   where there is more to print

                                    literally;

 

we print more in green ink;

         gladly, gladly

             we pioneer

       with heads of heads,



                news

           where blinded and broke –

               busted,

                  with bills to pay with more bills

               along a stony path of thrills

             littered with i owe you’s,

                              silent.

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