Desolation Row-Bob Dylan
Okay, before I get chewed out for breaking the rules, Desolation Row is 11 minutes long. Plenty of time to write this much. No centric, because I started with Jon and ended with Rorschach.
Jon couldn't fully understand what was going on. He had seen things he knew humans couldn't even dream about. He could create what ever he wished from what everyone else called nothingness, and still be able to build an atomic bomb that would end the life of thousands. And yet, he was clueless. There was no way to understand what was happening.
"Jon, are you okay?" Laurie saw his contemplative stare, and wondered silently to herself, 'Do all guys think best on the pot?'
But what Jon couldn't understand, is that the times were changing. Whether he liked it or not.
"The end is nigh." Dan read out loud as he took a sip of his beer.
Hollis came up to the window, and noticed the rain-drenched prophet holding the sign. "That guy again? I swear, he's circled this block at least 5 times this evening."
"Really? Ya know, he looks kinda familiar, I wonder why."
"Humph. He's always out walking around with that sign. 24 hours 7 days a week."
"Huh. It's kinda depressing." Dan realized the time and finished his beer. "Thanks Hollis, I'd better go."
"Sure thing kid. Same time next week?"
"As always."
Later That Night
The beans tasted rather cold, but he didn't mind. The door was opened and Daniel came in, still as unfit as when he had retired.
"Oh, Rorschach. You want me to heat those up for you?"
"Fine like this."
"Hey. I saw this guy today, he carries this sign that says, 'The End Is Nigh.' All around town. You ever see him?"
"Frequently. Implying something?"
"Yeah, someone outta give him some optimism." Rorschach's head stayed level as he stared at the open cans of beans. "So, any reason for the visit?"
"Need to use couch."
"Sure. Good night."
He left the kitchen, and Rorschach, alone. "Needs optimism." He whispers, getting up and lying down on the couch. "Optimistic enough."