The Fear Fix

The description is for you to decide actually.

The Fear fix

tobias h. reese

In the mist three devils

wonder lust and fear

In the darkness they move

a gait, quickened.

faster running

an open field

warm earth rumbles,

ropes and chains

Perspiring moonlight

smothers the waste land

down passed the mine

deep in the wood.

An alloy jungle

an auto maze

damp heat screams "chainsaw!"

 

but I must close my book

and return to my chores.

Author's Note

This is a work of fiction.
My work is seldom if ever personal, no need to console or empathize with me.
(i.e Edgar Allen Poe was never strapped to a table in a pit) :-)
Peace.
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I write in the land of metaphor, a world of symbolism and unrestrained abstraction governed by a hypothetical thought process and rhetorical sense of understanding.
If ever you feel the need to remark to me "I know how you feel" or something of that nature, please refrain as you aren't understanding the nature of what I've written at all.
It should never be assumed my art is personal.

Reviews

[Archia]

Oh how interesting. I was wondering if there would be something a last impression that would tie it all together and it came in the end. That last stanza adds so much more to it and it gives it another layer. What I reallly enjoyed in this wa the imagery and how much was still left to the imagination and ones own visualising of it.
I just realised you forgot an 'e' in the title.

[Tobias H. Reese]

Thank you for reading, your comments and pointing out the missing E. Taken care of. ;-)
Hope your year is off to a great start!!