Light and Death

A dark and damp room,
Closed from the outside world by a singly door.
The light from the next room which falls into the room through the keyhole
And the gap between the floor and the door
Is switched off.
The lean man, reduced to a creature of the dark feels choked.
The same feeling he gets everyday when the lights go off.
Knowing there is no way to escape but a slow, painful death.
He curls up in a corner and waits.