STRANGE SPANNERS being an accounting of strangeness of the warp and woof of my mind
For those of you new here, think of this as 1/2 "Night Gallery"
Our Motto: Nos somnium quisnam es futurus fatum quod insolitus tutus vos!
Wednesday, January 11, 2012
The nightmare always ended the same
grasping hands and you wake in a shock
but now you sleep so deep
you cannot escape
and you feel the cold hands
around your throat
and a voice
older than death