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Keep talking.You’re almost convincingwhen I’m not in the room.
You told them I’m impossible.That’s cute.You left out the partwhere you practiced every sentence on me first.
Which words would make me defensive.Which joke would make me shut up.Which version of the nightwould sound better over drinks.
Say I’m loud, say I’m cruel,say I never follow rules.Say I twist, say I lie,keep your hands clean, keep your alibi.Tell the room I lost control—funny,you were counting on it.
I used to hatebeing misunderstood.
Now?I hate repeating myself.
KEEP TALKING.I’VE HEARD WORSE FROM YOU.BUILD YOUR LITTLE STORYLIKE YOU ALWAYS DO.MAKE ME THE PROBLEM.MAKE YOURSELF THE CURE.BUT IF I’M REALLY THAT CRAZY—WHY’D YOU NEED ME SO UNSURE?
There it is.
You’d wait until I calmed downthen explain what I meant.Like somehow being quietermade you more correct.
No, I remember the kitchen.I remember the time.I remember saying “stop”and watching you redesign—
Every word, every look,every page inside the book.Move the line, change the scene,tell me what I must have seen.If I’m wrong, if I’m sick,if my memory’s the trick—
Then why do you rememberexactly what to deny?
DON’T.TELL.ME.WHAT I SAW.
DON’T PUT YOUR WORDSBACK IN MY JAW.
KEEP YOUR VERSION.KEEP YOUR FRIENDS.KEEP EXPLAININGUNTIL IT MAKES SENSE.
YOU CAN WIN THE ROOM.
YOU DON’T GET ME BACK.
That’s the part you never planned for.
I stopped needing youto admit it happened.
KEEP TALKING.I’M NOT LISTENING NOW.MAKE ME THE VILLAINIF IT HELPS YOU SOMEHOW.I KNOW WHAT HAPPENED.I DON’T NEED YOUR WORD.AND FOR THE FIRST TIMEI DON’T CARE WHO HEARD.
Keep talking.
I already left.
