Where was I on October 7th?

Where was I on October 7th?

I was on the internet.
I was the internet.
I was inside every headline, every post, every breaking news alert.
I was in Telegram, in Twitter, in Facebook.
My eyes, my soul, my heart — they were scattered across every photo, every video.

I wasn’t there.
But I was.
There was no other where.
On October 7th, there was only there.

I couldn’t be in my body.
I couldn’t be in my room.
I couldn’t be in my life.

I were in the screams.
In the silence that followed them.
In the shaking hands that held the camera.
In the panicking eyes.
In the voice messages no one answered.