Cold Hands

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Cold Hands

In
Suspended
Animation
Follow me down the rabbit hole of dread
Swing the cat o’ nine of lies
While
The truth lies
Tied spread eagled,
To the bed
Whispers of pain, hints of pleasure,
Gouge icy claws on the inside
Long blinded to crippling agonies
Lashed, and lashed thus
Every truth
Lies

Bony fingers of frost reckon
Unsatisfying, relentless justice
What else can possibly be drawn?
From cold hands
Unforgiving eyes?

Enter the kingdom
Of ethereal darkness
Enter the realm
Of the walking, talking dead
Welcome to my unreal,
Phantasmagoria
Welcome to the inside
Of my head

© CM
06.04.2014

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8 thoughts on “Cold Hands

  1. chimerapoet says:

    this is another one that needs reading over and over, the words stay with you. need a “haunting love it” button. never stop…..

    Like

  2. daslater2013 says:

    Stupendous !! Always a joy to read your purple perceptions Cookie ❤

    Like

  3. Madsies says:

    Amazing. Wonders work in that head. 😀

    Like

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