Bring Us the Girl, and Wipe Away the Debt

There’s always
a man, there’s

always a lighthouse
that marks the end
of the American
Dream.

Rapunzel
of the skies, I can still hear the
screams

your loyal
Songbird
sang rounding your tower.

Daughter of
the pious, evading the
sirens,

you mean the world below
and more to
me.

Bring us the girl and wipe
away the
debt-

An endgame that
contains only
one hundred twenty
three varying

shades of
regret.

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