stepping out and back in,
the kidney infection that rocks the packet of juice.
The carton of cranberry, unzipped and sold on to a
shifty Korean hospital.
Chopped up and left in a suitcase by the side of
a motorway in the north of England.
Villains, mental disturbances,
dvd sessions, police raids. The crook escapes.
I am left here in the suspect's hideout.
Where he crafted his defences, the master manipulator.
This film is too close to home
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