Cloak of Lies

Flies have taken this perverse asylum
 Disease has hold where others would not dare
 Forced confessions - colony of lepers
 Deathly stench is clinging to the air
 Footsteps where there should not be a presence
 Starving voices groaning in despair
 Sadistic maestro wields the scalpel like a bull whip
 Erratic technique sprays the wall with blood
 Cold horizon of unmarked graves
 Ledger entry - numbered days
 Laughing shadows - labyrinth eyes
 Bandaged in a cloak of lies
 Unwanted visitor, levitates, comes to taunt me
 Tormented prisoner, no escape, from this haunting
 Sideshow in this carnival of nightmares
 Perspiration frozen to my brow
 Altered with a steady-handed ice pick
 Fragments of me dripping to the floor
 Down that corridor to the furnace and beyond
 Ingested by the smokestack and ejected further on
 Random rearranging in that crucible of death
 The shadow of that silo is my final chariot