ミダス王
there is another me living inside of my body
she is burdened with the hands of midas
and blessed with apathy
she seldom speak
and her eyes are carved of ever-frozen ice
she is stone cold and heartless
when she leaves
and it is only me
icy scleras melt into saltwater tears
her miraculous touch
leaves empty gold fragments
and her silence erupts into thunder
do i wish i could be her always?
or do i wish she had never existed?
