microphones

it seems as though a lot of things are happening to him. things happen and happen and everyone else sits by and watches. wishing and hoping that they could be a part of the wonderful.

he sits and he smiles. he dances and he smiles. he sings and he smiles. the microphones are picking up his every breath and word. so maybe someone somewhere will hear him in the background sometime.

it's a spectacular display of things going right.

just for one person.