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Devil's Lair

Devil's Lair

I hear the demons in the turning wheel!
Inside our air conditioner they plot!
Or washing machine with a tub of steel,
Formulating a plan; to drag us in the pot!

Heard them dance in the wheels of the car!
Burning the lines and brakes while they spin!
Always destruction where ever they are!
Trying to thwart any chances for a win.

Is this my imagination or a dream?
Hearing; seeing things that really aren't there?!
Will I wake up and discover a calm scene?
Or die in sleep and endure the Devil's Lair?!

The answer is really kind of obscene!
Just making something up for Halloween.
 

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Gwendoline

Happy Halloween Jim 🎃 Sounds like you have gremlins ;) Loved how this ended light hearted. Nice rhythm in your words too 
Gwen x 

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Tony Taylor

LOL!!....HAPPY HALLOWEEN yourself there JIM!!......I REALLY enjoyed this.....especially the closing lines....this is my favorite holiday of the year for personal reasons....and you've given it that little tricky aspect....well done my friend!!......ALL STARS!!....lots of love to you and yours!!......LOVE & ROCKETS!!....T xo  :  )

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Jim "The Lad" ....

glad you enjoyed Tony! had no treats, lol! kind of like it as well since tomorrow is my birthday! thank you!

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Jill Tait

Brilliantly penned for Happy Halloween my groovy Jim the lad ❤️🎃❤️

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Liliana of the ...

Yes the gates are open and the horseman a ride. The mark /Slash scan code is attaching it self. 
Spreading the invisible handcuffs to one and to all, your right the chance of escaping is very very small. 

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Shaun Cronick

And you make it up so well Jim! A glorious imagination in a most glorious and most intelligent mind.
Another captivating write that certainly delivers it's dark goods in dark spades.
Do love to read a dark one for they make a reader's heart beat just that little bit faster.
And Happy Halloween to you and what bible-black delights it can eerily bestow.
Thanks Jim for writing this and a naughty but nice dark joy to enjoy and be carried along by.
Hopefully back tomorrow night to catch up but in the meantime thanks for sharing and I wish you well my friend

 

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Yiyan Han

Surreal is real ...Nicely done.

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