Grey Thoughts

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4am

She works late. She works later. She works latest.

It’s always work. It’s always friends. It’s always family.

I have to go here. I have to go there. I have to go everywhere.

It felt like a lie, but I trust her. It felt strange like last time. It’s another lie.

She’s at work. She’s at the store? She’s in someone’s car?

That’s a coworker. That’s a family member? It’s a friend, isn’t it?

Work day ends early. Guess hers did too. Guess his did too.

35 years happily. 1 year confused. 36 years thrown away.

 

By Rupert Windsor