grendels fatal departure
was regretted by no-one who witnessed his trail
the ignominimous marks of his flight
where he'd SKULKED away, exhausted in spirit
and beaten in battle, bloodying the path,
hauling his doom to the demons mere.
the bloodshot water wallowed and surged
there were loathsome upthrows and overturnings
of waves and gore and wound-slurry.
with his death upon him, he had dived deep
into his marsh-den, drowned out his life
and his heathen soul: hell claimed him there!