Inferno

Dancing through red halls
with sold and veinéd hands
gripping and pursuing oak beams
and exchanging vials of foreign sands

Lassoes and last ditch darts flung
bulls' eyes roll back wild and slow
dripping sides of veal are slung
on plinths and hooks of golden glow

The justice of a vengeful Baal
congeals in blood and glutted maw
a gauntlet run through marble halls
with rage and lust and guts and gore