its not that often that I draw clean material for this account, and well people have left, and thats aright, Every time I post something they come to realize why the heck were they watching me. Any way....

Here is something I doodled while sitting at the public square. From the distance this man came rambling stuff to himself, talking to thin air, as if he had someone to his side and yet no one listened to what he had to say, for he was dirty smelly shaggy and thin, And I've seen him a couple of times or so, Always working hard explaining something to a person he sees only.

Yet as I was sitting on the bench last weak he waddled towards where I was at and passed by dark dark look, staring at nothing, no blinks, as if he was asleep. But what he was saying to that invisible person... was just something I can't describe, It was rambling nonsense that just didn't make no sense. It made too much sense.

Then the words faded and so did him.