The man is the saddest creature,
That there will ever be.
I am sitting on my balcony,
Watching him,
Trying to do something,
Trying to go somewhere.
His two legs are moving fast,
On the pavement.
He checks the time on his wristwatch,
Walks a couple of steps,
Then checks it again.
He looks at the pavement,
With his vacant eyes.
And turns and starts to walk,
On the opposite direction,
Muttering random words and checking the time.
“Go get them”, I shout at him, laughing.
But he doesn’t notice me.
Oh man.
We are fucking doomed.

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Robert L. Martin
almost 5 years

Yea, I guess we are all doomed alright

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