sides and abide

entering the scene: a man sat glued to his chair.

the crowd skeptical of his performance, fumbled for their hands and clapped.

the man bowed his head and starts wobbling his hands.

the crowd awaited his forthcoming, gasped and googlie eyed and began whispering in hushed tones.

they than set to the stage, knives and words at hand, slashing his already red, watery eyes.

end scene.

on a final note: apologies for this abstract entry.

nothing spectacular to've yet happening to me, it seems.