ABCs of Horror preview, from the letter I.
Ice forms on the stiff form,
inside and out.
Cold flesh wishing for warmth,
within and without.
Two eyes, frozen shut
and fit to burst.
Fingers covered with smut.
The living dead yet dying of thirst,
caught in limbo, caught within its own sin,
and nowhere to wash those guilty hands.
Cold like ice, without and within.
Forever unforgiven, as it stands.