This bird of a human. Always completely sure of every game in town. Ready to dispel advice on the malice of "our ego". Like the cheap bootleg of a Godman.
Eyes ever so slightly shifting from left to the right. A possible sign of the total vacuum inside.
Glazed eyes. Chumped lips as the mouth mutters the lousy nothings.
Did I stare at the abyss today? No, I met him.
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