oh noes. caterpillar attack.
See, today one of those big hairy caterpillars crawled into my eye and ate my cowboy heart out.
I better hide.
I better hide better.
That robot heart beat too loud.
Those guerrilla eyes looked too proud.
Now I feed on my pillow and won’t go out.
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P.S. to defect: It was this classic.
To the rest: SUSAN SONTAG was a great writer, especially if it came to theoretical stuff. I’ve only read one novel by her, ‘Death Kit’, which I didn’t rate that high. Here’s a link to another obligatory text by her ‘Notes On Camp‘.