Transference

“He is in room three sir, but sir?”

“What man?”

“See for yourself. There is something not right about him”

I entered the room. He did not even look up. Instead a tired laugh, smoking a cigarette.

“This is a no smoking zone”

“Are you going to charge with that too?”

“I guess not. Do you know why you were brought in here?”

“I have no f*****g idea”

“Don’t swear at me!”

“I speak as I like”

Then his eyes opened,

Full of darkness,

No contrition,

No remorse,

A criminal.

He stared me down,

I looked away.

I let him go of course,

You can’t control the devil

He is definitely a force.

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