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Our debt comes due

All will know the cost

Add it up, tally the toll

Deadly silence in a barren land

 Money in a dust storm, all that is left

Death to life

Counting down 

Till the penny drops

No more… more, the echo sounds

As the last window closes

We are locked in

And so the night begins

-Camille Delaquise

This poem appears in The Precipice, Camille’s third contemporary poetry collection. 160.33 585 2246 900 0001 0019 7436 2 speaks to the cold arithmetic of consequence — turning debt, silence, and enclosure into a stark reckoning with what is owed when destruction has already been counted in full.

This poem is available as a contemporary poetry print on textured recycled card.