Hells End!

Had it been my imagination? The Foureyed Poet.

The Foureyed Poet

One second it was there then disappeared

how did I take that wrong turn

the sign read ‘Welcome to Hells End’

it was not on my survey map

did not see the dark spectre with a hood

in the window came a piece of wood!

Had I been brought to this dreadful arena

strapped in the car it  would not start

shaking got out disorientated and alarmed

nothing stirred reluctantly walked

darkness had come with no warning

as it was only mid morning!

My cell phone was useless no signal

aiming towards a faint glow

spotting a movement I turned around

that figure was running my way

preparing myself for an instant attack

something cold hit me in the back!

It felt like I had fallen into freezing water

but nothing was in my sight

without hesitation took my chance

back to the car praying it must start

jumping onto the glass-covered seat

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