shuttled through the tunnels
like so much spoiled meat
snuffling and a’snarling
this beast upon two feet
Minotaurian presence
half-man, the body shared
double the size of mere mortals
if anyone dared care
he had no strings to tie him down
or keep him on the path
this city was a festering sore
‘twas dim, and dank, and daft
it was another of their tests
the smarmy, grim cabal
gave no twine or map, no lights down here
as he felt along tepid tiled walls
cast about into the depths
naught much more than thoughts
how it was he got this far
how much he had lost
find his way somehow, he would
these subways built to last
also ran quite systematic
he’d be out before much time had passed