It is a Restless Sleep

The sort befalling gods.

Pietro Koch (1918-1945)

It is That Flesh Which Deforms and Sickens

"His flesh, that stuff full of veins, nerves, tendons, glands, and bones; full of instincts and necessities; the flesh that sweats and stinks; flesh which deforms and sickens, ulcerates and is covered with wrinkles, pimples, warts, and hairs; that bestial stuff, flesh, flourished in him with a species of impudence..."

- Gabriele D'Annunzio, 'The Triumph of Death'