Thursday, December 11, 2014

Amputee For Two

Though the pianist dies, hand's not stopping
It's set free, you surmise, with some chopping
See it crawl like a spider
You're in thrall, eyes grow wider
Till they seem, in surprise, to be popping.

Peter Lorre eyes The Beast With Five Fingers (Robert Florey; 1946). Title by amputeetotaler David Cairns.

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