Ongoing Uncertainty

June 11th. Past 2 am. Back door closing. Car engine. Kitchen. Blood stains on tiles. Cupboard. The sink. A seen unanswered voice message. An hour of tick tocks. A question. A bandaged wrist. A shrug in spoken words. A whatsapp joke. A meme. A shrug in written text. Silence. Wonderings. Distance. Crushed heart. Anxious mind. An opportunist weakling. I deleted you.

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