So much accounting Who owes me what and interest accrued. That look. I saw that my friend. Tallied and stored. That laugh, that tilt of the head now accumulated and compounding
So many stacks of receipts for what I have given Each day expanding like black mold moist with self-doubt Until a greater return can wash them clean.
Payment in kind. Only payment in kind is not an offense. Only payment in kind will absolve your debt.
You owe me. You owe. I will not forget. And tracking it all is a full-time job.
