Secrets Revealed: What “And Everyone” Really Means Will Surprise You
Isn’t it funny how “everyone” seems to be both the villain and the hero in this relentless human drama? We lie, hide, and betray—but then, somehow, we also pick ourselves up, messengers of chaos served on nothing less than “runny treacle trays.” It’s as if the poem is a mirror held up to the absurd theater of life, where bitterness, rage, and backstabbing aren’t just exceptions—they’re the backdrop. Yet somehow, amidst all that treacle-slick skullduggery, we persist, dribbling along in what the poet calls “shallow bib graves,” barely scratching the surface of who we really are. Makes you wonder—which part of this tangled web do we wear like a mask, and which part slips out when no one’s looking? Dive in, wrestle with discomfort, and maybe, just maybe, you’ll find there’s a strange comfort in admitting that “everyone” is, well… everyone.
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