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Date Posted: 02:21:31 03/31/03 Mon
Author: 賣不了錢百目鳥
Subject: 90. 時代

時代

遠方的城市有戰事,今天,腳下的街上有肺炎。而我,一個卑微的人,在朋友的婚禮中完成了對自己過去10年的回顧。輸得太多而贏得太少,連做兄弟都被新郎輕易忘掉。繞路回到了家就只是疲倦。

又不懂彈琴,又不會作曲,唱歌也唱不好。擁有的盡是沒趣的知識,賣不了錢也沒有市場價值。最要命的是皮膚很白,任誰見了都嘆一句文弱書生。所以去廣州工幹的時候我才帶了一會兒口罩,還不是為了家人朋友千叮萬囑的緣故。只是後來就覺得很煩,心想反正賣不了什麼好價錢病菌也不會看上。

至於戰爭,唉上帝在推演沙盤一個卑微的凡人又幹得什麼。

這就是我們的時代,我的時代。回到家洗濕了頭已經很累很累,等待變乾已是零晨2時。剩下手指在鍵盤上爬動,不知又寫下什麼。

2003/3/31

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