Toll

life comes and goes
one must not know
memories of old 
rest with a toll

tugging, nagging
etching into the skull
knocking on the door
solicitation unknown

run, hide, bury them
leave them at rest
lock em away
but wait
they need no keys

stillness, that is it
not a peep
not a breathe
hush I say
you must not speak
they can hear you
feeding off the thumps
they chisel away

gasping for air
where has it gone
for one by one
they all come
following weathered trails
of long ago

powerless
often for hours
some for days
and others for years
wanting nothing more
but to pass this toll

js

lifefree verse

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