Friday 30 November 2012

#84 - The Grey Room

This is where they take the victims.
You get a round of applause and a choice.

One door's handle is mother-of-pearl
and mewls when you touch it; the other
is worn down like a hag's nose
or a horrible toe - it gives beneath fingers

like dough.
They say one gives paradise,
say one gives paramours,
say one gives parrot eyes,
say one gives parrot maws,
say one gives a pair of dice,
say one gives parrot caws,

they tell you, they clap you,
they clap you, they wait.

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