looking_through_the_glass sab to watch him open his hand to reveal nothing but dust in the cracks of his palm a worn down man with dried out eyes looking like an empty insect shell standing on an empty path wondering what the fuck to do now the wind whips the dust around him as if to point out the fact that dust is all hes got anymore dust is swimming on the glass making him harder to see he's jsut standing there waiting for it all to crumble away and i stand by helplessly and watch 041214 what's it to you? who go blather from