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Monday 11 December 2017

TIME

Ten months
Three days
And Sixteen hours ago
I stood at my sink
looked at my
bloodshot eyes
and sutured
my ribcage shut
slashing
carelessly
at the loose threads
hanging outside…
too delicate
to shove
back in.
So when you asked me
to trust you
and un-suture
my chest
and you found
blank eyes
staring back at you,

it was just me
calculating
all this while.

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