Death was a rodent that ate it's way inch by inch through your entrails, chewed at your liver and stomach, severed tendon from organ, until finally, when you were alone in the dark, it sat gorged and sleek next to your head, it's eyes resting, it's wet muzzle like a kiss, a promise whispered in your ear.
James Lee Burke
The Neon Rain
1987
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