I shall bite off your teeth that adhere to your gums and ingest the poison that will then exude from your mouth.

I shall bite off your teeth which adhere to your gums and ingest the poison that will then exude from your mouth

We smile with pain in our hearts. We walk with blisters on our feet. We think scarred with the memories of our past. We slowly waste away each day as we live in this world so wounded.

My body shivers when my heart turns cold and freezes when my spirit turns faithless.

The boy looks into Mugwump eyes blank as obsidian mirrors, pools of black blood, glory holes in a toilet wall closing on the Last Erection.

For really it was the refinement of civilized cruelty, this spick, span, and ingenious affair of shining leather and gleaming steel, which hoisted you and tilted you and fitted reassuringly into the small of your back and cupped your head tenderly between padded cushions. It ensured for you a more complete muscular relaxation than any armchair that you could buy for your own home: but it left your tormented nerves without even the solace of a counter-irritant. In the old days the victim's attention had at least been distracted by an ache in the back, a crick in the neck, pins and needles in the legs, and the uneasy tickling of plush under the palm. But now, too efficiently suspended between heaven and earth, you were at liberty to concentrate on hell.