‘Adrenalin’, he shouted,
mist the rotten smell of ‘sulphos’,
‘increase the joules’, hopelessly,
the man in a white coat.
the son of ‘desire to live’
and the coincidental adversary.
– of Thanatos.
defeated, not for the first time,
he prepared for the next round,
a burnt somebody he didn’t know who,
‘open a line’ ‘airway’, he fought.
no scars from the recent defeat,
some we will win- he was sure.
a foot away, contemplating the delay,