I close my eyes and wait for the torture to end short of breath, I’m still alive. How long did I hold it for? A minute, a year. Another raw meat meal.
You can stew the fire along at night but I’m fine, really I’m fine with my blanket around my head smelling my meat breath
There’s room enough in the bed for me ladies there is no need to fight for me ladies there’s room enough in bed for me ladies but please, let me lift the sheets ladies