Rabbit Droppings

She put on a crucifix because she was cold.  

Do you like it?  Is it poignant?  I feel deep because I’m listening to Cat Power and Jeff Buckley at the same time.  But anyways, I like it.  It sums up this round of sad pretty well.  Some body at work hurt my feelings and now I’m scared to go in.

Do you know how hard it is to help people?  I want to help.  I want to work hard and learn how to help heal people who don’t have money to pay for it, but they are making it darn near impossible for me to do that.  No not they, there is no they, it’s just that I’m not alone, it’s just that many people want to do just the same thing, and I guess that’s not so bad.  Bunches of people waiting in line to help.  I like that image, almost as much as I like the image of shivering girls wearing crosses.

It’s not somebody who’s seen the light, it’s a cold and it’s a broken hallelujah.

It must be the colors and the kids that keep me alive, cuz the music is boring me death.

But it’s more like this:

It’s It not must somebody just who’s be seen the the colors light, and it’s the a kids cold cuz and the it’s music a is broken boring hallelujah me to death.

Hallelujah me to death.