Haiku 709
it was the last thing
before goblins grabbed my hands
slid them off my arms
5/30/19
Haiku 710
across the dark lake
the warning beacon blinked out
pink for puzzlement
5/30/19
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Claudia McGill Writes Poetry, Did You Know That? 
Both of these poems made me think of Lord of the Rings (which I am not even a fan of). The thought of sloughing off one’s hands is quite gruesome.
Yes. In this case somehow I envision it being like gloves, there was another set underneath, and I have no idea why I think that. Maybe I just shy away from gruesome.
I am fascinated by gruesome medical procedures so have watched a surgery be performed whereby the skin was reattached to someone’s degloved hands. I cannot do anything to do with eyeballs however.
You lost me at gruesome medical procedures. And I definitely can’t do eyeballs either. I don’t even like thinking about it.