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The World/Inferno Friendship Society- The Politics of Passing Out
with dreams so strange and insistent it’s no wonder i go around kicking things
i dreamt i got touched, i dreamt i could fly,
i never dreamt things would be bad between you and i
we burn joyfully and we give off light
unalloyed joy, at least for tonight
so take it on the chin, spit teeth shut up and sing
like the veins in my arms, like the tattoos on your skin
night upon night, blank cassettes and cigarettes
like lilacs off the tongue, this was supposed to be fun
