Betrayal (texts to a wife who’s abandoned her husband)

“Completely under the impression she would resume her status outside” he thought.. maybe my own words betrayed me as the knife entered Brutus Unhinged, could the mind play a game, it saw the movies but did it Saw 5? Animals huddled around the man made entry salivating at the idea of another chance, ravenous they paced hungry for a sole sight What could be for dinner? If an appearance not made would both beings have to consider drastic measures. A voyage? A continental trip to parts unknown? Meeting ghosts are not my style but Anthony Bourdain was surely welcome. Was that a twitch from the knob, all beings in the area stood at attention awaiting a response from the opening. Informal gestures and gazing eyes they dampen any doubts of their desires. “How dare they keep us waiting” the impatient thoughts arose out of the sandy concrete mixture. Those who knew of the situation stood steadfast and steady — this might be it No “read” stamp, hope has begun to dwindle. I too wished of a different outcome but life demands transitions.

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