HOWL 2.0 for Fixoid I I Saw the Best Minds of My Generation Destroyed
HOWL 2.0 For Fixoid I I saw the best minds of my generation destroyed by tumblr, blogging hysterical naked, dragging themselves through the 4chan threads at dawn looking for some tranny dicks, angelheaded hipsters burning for the facebook heavenly connection to the starry dynamo in the machin- ery of night, who poverty and tatters and hollow-eyed and high sat up smoking in the supernatural darkness of lcd screens floating across the tops of desks contemplating gifs, who bared their brains to Google Map how to get under the El and saw Cory Arcangels staggering on boing- boing posts illuminated, who passed through universities with radiant cool eyes hallucinating Lauren Conrad and Blake Lively among the scholars of blog, who were expelled from the EFnets for crazy & publishing obscene odes on the Windows of the 95, who cowered in unshaven chatrooms in underwear, burn- ing their CDs in wastebaskets and listening to the SouljaBoy Thru The Phone, who got busted in pubic forums returning through Flickr with a belt of JPG's for ffffound, who made fire in MS paint intels or drank martinis in Silicon Valley, death, or purgatoried their inbox night after night with Delicious, with Dashboard, with waking nightmares, Re- dbull and cock and endless balls online, incomparable blind; tweets of Amazon cloud and lightning in the modem leaping toward poles of Adam4Adam, illuminating all the mo- tionless world of internet Time between, P2P solidities of halls, backyard green tree cemetery dawns, wine drunkenness over the rooftops, storefront boroughs of
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