I hug my friends until we're bruised. I won't quit hugging them,
not if they scream at me to stop.
Every-thing's a machine.
Snort it. Everyone's a ride.
I won't stop riding us until the barf backs up my throat
Everyone's fantastic every second.
Suddenly one of us is torn apart by a machine
but I'm too real to care.
Fuck you.
Dennis Cooper: Elliot Smith at 14
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