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He collapsed into fists, and his fingers burned He spent shadows growing tall and thin He had hardly lived, was only just a man, when he was consumed He might have smoked a briar pipe, might have worn a monocle, but instead he ATE He never dreamt of teeth, he never dreamt of molars, growing where they should not be He crafted knots using miles of throat He screamed with chipped enamel, blistered airways flecked and sprayed with digestive juice He fingertips, he broken lips… Whoa-oh-oh and so forth He wasted memory, his smallclothes eaten… He fashionably undone, his crepe-covered family