[The Debt Collector]
A debt collector buried his heart
In the backyard of the family home
-The one he went into debt for
-The one he still pays on
-The place he watched his children grow
Until they turned on him
Along with Her
Fumigated his influence
Drove his soul out of time
With his mind pacing
The trail of his Garden Path
Unzipping his memories
Until nothing but the troubling
Emptiness of loss remains
What is owed here
Between the secret drama
of having eyes
That never cared
Till he’d poisoned his home
With obligation
Now underwater,
He still maneuvers
Arguments into play
To see that debt repaid
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