And what would this retribution be? What cost would you exact from me? What would you take? My skin? elastic and reflective My laugh? a mirror of you These fingers, this sparkle, my will? What would you have me give to you? Would we plumb the depths? together? Your hand in mine would we search the oil the tissue the rancid blotting of my soul? Would you claw as a raptor on prey? Would you sink into my flesh? my bones? my weary need? Would you tear from me all that I owed you? all that I have never repaid? What would you leave in its place?