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Thursday, November 8, 2012

The Torture Chamber

Woman in a white dress
Lamp in her left hand
And someone's, head in her right.
Roaming the castle at night
An owl a rat a pussycat
Blue moon, brother drowning
Stairwell bending, towers
Overlooking the river
A river of blood
Black ether
A scream a cry
The cloudy sky
And in the dungeon
Far below
A man moans and groans
Whilst the lass roams
And the witch
Flies away
On a broom.

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