do you know what a bomb
does to a body?
an embalmer tells me
they do what they can
with the parts they get
but sometimes
it just isn’t enough
I’ve been carrying your body
around for far too long
parts of you are
falling into dinner
conversations, drying up
the laughter
when they remember
how they have forgotten
other presses are state-of-the-art
the men at their helm fearless
for they rarely speak truth to power
or challenge the might of the State
your press has fallen silent
and soon your legacy
will be silenced too
even as your life’s work
is slowly being erased
not all presses test their strength
against State machinery
not all papers push up
against the State’s perversions
not all people are prepared
to be pulverised
were you?
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