Friday, April 13, 2007


"Everybody's lost," he said. "Or they're pretending they're not."

I wasn't consoled, but it was a pretty thought. Pretty without being quaint. Rarely can a sentence start with "Everybody" and finish without offence.

"Everyone is broken," came on the heals of "Everybody hurts." Years later these leave you saying, "Yeah, so?"
It gets worse the farther back you go. Everybody must get stoned. Everyone needs a hand to hold on to. Everybody needs somebody sometime.

They hollow you out and blow a warm, dull breeze through you.

Just be grateful it's only everyone.


Blogger beLLa said...

haven't heard from you

nice talking by the way....

7:11 PM  

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