[“your order is my song” – Enrique Lihn]
I make a little jingle out of it, hum or even sing it, that order that’s been revealed to me and I can’t avoid, can’t dismiss with a shrug.
Something I must do. Something not my will but Theirs.
That’s my because, anyway.
That’s what I’ll tell the police.
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