“report.” by David Sugarman

3 February 2010 139 views One Comment Posted by: B-Side Empire

the crowd begins to dissipate. the police are speaking to the last few eyewitnesses of which there were plenty. people like to talk. especially to those who look interested and take notes. murder is not an uncommon crime in the city but it does not take place on a crowded highstreet often and the lucky bystanders are more than willing to speculate on the hows and whys.
a young man with a press id attempts conduct his own investigation but his sources interrupt and contradict one another without cease more interested in ensuring the correct spelling of their names than giving an accurate report. the journo is new on the job or he would know better. or he would be in the office with someone else doing his research for him. of course nobody will read his article with any great interest. unless they jostled and pushed and yowled for the privilege of contributing.
it will soon rain and the last of their interest will trickle down the street with the rain and the blood and the tears of the victims daughter. and the quickly melting remains of the ice cream her father had bought for her before his untimely end. she has already been carried away by the authorities. poor girl the crowd murmur. poor girl they think though the truth of it does not register behind their eyes dulled by neon and exhaust fumes.
the cctv watches the body taken away. misty eyed. condensation lending the lens a humanity long gone from the senseless numbed audience.