Those Hands

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Those hands

Karyn Indursky

 

Those hands
that encircled
my throat, neck
squeezed harder and harder.
My body felt less and less.
Things became black.
I saw nothing.
I was nothing.
You stopped.
Time ticked on by.
I didn't know what happened.
I remembered.
Those hands were yours.

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