callously, excitedly, pathetically, fearfully

The crowd of youths that surrounded Rita and Delphi was continually changing, adding and subtracting faces as the weeks went rolling by. The one person who remained constant, somehow attached to the women in indeterminate ways, was a young man called Saul. Saul lived in style, in despair, in trouble, in conflict, in tears, in exuberance, in delight, callously, excitedly, pathetically, fearfully. He sang troubled stinging songs of modern sense but there was always something of a musical theater in everything he did. Saul wore a variety of goth-punk-emo costumes but, on Saul, they didn’t evoke the subculture so much as they did a young man dressing up backstage. Saul reached across the table to hug Delphi and shouted his acknowledgments to Rita, but in every moment, Saul appeared to be alone, waiting and sad.

About David Cain

David Cain, literary author, bon vivant, rogue romantic poet - author of Witch, Song of Songs, Journals of Lord Malinov, Erotic Romances and others ...
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