Molars के बोल

PART 1 -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, 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… PART 2 Whoa-oh-oh and so forth. PART 3 -He wasted memory, his smallclothes eaten… -He fashionably undone, his crepe-covered family…