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Your silence seems to be my constant companion,
Staring at me through oval eyes that sparkle
Slightly less each step we take closer
To the edge.
I am edging forwards, prying open your eyelids
Desperately tying to find the sounds
That you have locked away.
Locked beneath tunnels of bone and soot,
Cartilage bent over promises that can
Never quite escape the prison you
You seem to keep yourself in.
A cell without a door that
Trembles every time I speak and the
Walls grow wetter as they shrink
And creep towards you
But it's me who's getting crushed.
Your eyes still try to talk,
They tell me secrets hidden deep,
They pour out of you
A portal from your pupil
Sliding out of you like unwanted taxes.
I am the debtorm
Standing on your doorstep
Peeking through the curtains at the
Gold piled high,
Hoarded, like a dragon but less fierce,
My fingers stick to the windows as
My greed grows.
All I ask is one gold coin.