Talisman II of VIII
Greed
You had me.
Every part
you could take.
My mouth.
My hands.
My name
added
to the list.
You kept
what glittered.
Counted
what was left.
Held it all
like proof
I had been yours.
And still,
when you looked
at your hands,
all you could think
was
more.
From Seven Ways to Be Damned
by Z.C. Mayson