Modern life casts the shadow of doubt on insanity
A 30 something man, arms bare, sunglasses looped in his belt,
Stands alone and wild in the Plexiglas museum of a bus stop
He speaks to his reflection
Maybe, to blue teeth
His arms fret and fingers point and press his hands and smudge
And pick his nose
Either he’s one crazy mother fucker
Or he’s on the phone
1 comment:
see this is a great one that i got pretty quickly, the give away in the end feels like you gave up on the more solemn tone that gave it is humor to start with imo
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