Someone smashed the lamp, so all the shadows stretched and spun a web as Haircuts took short cuts. Blades sharp for a deep cut... Dropping from the Rust and the ruts just like a guillotine. A blood red rag to mute the Screams - sixteen hands are ripping, stripping... waving shredded flags in Red and in white in the shadow box balconies of eyes are spying unseen in Eiderdowns, dressing gowns, negligees and towels. Unwinding... launching, Grinding... they roll off the couches. The devil crouches in the shadow box!
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