GAZING AT THE MOON

PIECE I Our stripy friend stands on the balcony of his mansion, overlooking the rippling water lit beautifully by the moon above, he realized that he was all alone. The people he once loved and cherished had abandoned him, fed up with his greed, selfishness and desire to only focus on his 'JPEGS'. In that moment, he understood the true cost of his obsession. His last friend was left, his box of cigarettes, He hoped they wouldn't leave too.