Steel hinge sound through solid ground
Bright it stabs, deep the drone mills

His stride downwards
A nameless face
In bitterness he holds the veins adrenergic
Clasping a constant hatred
Typifying for a cluster of tasted misery
From this point a frigid concept originated
Now dominant

Reversion
Vengeful
Excruciation to start
His will relevant
Excruciation for will of the inner mass

His lingering inside
A consciousness distorted
Now below
Awoken within the sterile murk
With his psyche reanimated human

And he sees he cannot be delivered

He has to cope with the breath re-fixed
As a fraction of light hits upon the tiles
Fear overwhelms
Eyes ache and fumble frantically

His shape fills in the door frame
The desideratum suspires in the air
Running rampant for explanation
But a gasping for vengeance completes this image of confronted men

"Now you bleed unhurriedly!"
And the blank iron bar crushed him to the ground

"Beat him down, throw it down, scummy fiend!"