122 pounds of solid, strong gold.
On my chest, upon my shoulders,
covering my mouth, eyes, ears, nose,
    filling every cavity, every pore,
    settling into every crevice, nook and cranny
carless as to the wear,
    the weight,
        the heavy, slow destruction.

Shall I throw myself into a pit of fire?
    Let it all melt away to nothingness?
Will I be free then?
    Or is the damage irreparable?
Will I be shiny, glistening, and immovably heavy


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