Someday - a graphic poem by T Newfields

Nadya: (blowing her nose like a trumpet) Perhaps someday people won't write trashy stuff like this. . .
Liao: (pausing) Ah, you're practising what Peter Elbow calls "the doubting game." That has its place, but too much doubt and scepticism often results to a very cold existence.
Bill: Yeah. I guess sometimes we need to believe – even when it is against all odds.