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Water streaming towards the kettle
emptying my emotions into the sink
My favourite jumbo cup awaits
The kettle tells me she is finished
pouring boiling water into the plunger
Watching the way the coffee grains move
The milk and sugar do whatever they want
watching the empty spoon of my life
A final sound as the teaspoon hits the sink
A shadow behind me, something hidden, travels along.
The constant disappointments, no matter how hard I try. Longing for my hard work to pay off, yet I never fit in.
So close I feel her breath. My evil twin, my doppelgänger, keeps playing cruel games with my life.
The washing machine
of my
life keeps fucking with
my clothes.
C & K 