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?