ADRENALINE

The field stretches out before me;
my feet scorched against the sands.
The silence is slit by the lone crow’s caw
and the blinding sun stabs my eyes.
Drunk with regret I step into the expanse …

The sun sets as my parched throat bleeds.
I turn my head as a gust of air blows by;
cold and yet clammy it touches me
and my hairs stand on end.
My horror unfurls as it whispers my name …

It eyeballs me and holds my gaze;
dread rips through my heart as it screams out.
I shudder but hear no words.
It tilts its head and studies me;
its hands caressing my face …

In fury it hurls me away and walks right by.
I reach out but my hand glides right through.
I plead to know my assailant but it cackles in antipathy.
Suddenly the earth tremors and I hear a mutter,
“Fear,” it says “fear …”