Resistance September 24, 2016September 24, 2016 ~ Taran ~ Leave a comment They slam into the revolving door Forcing themselves, the door stalls As they push in separate directions. Paralysis. A side wins, the door spins Letting them through, the door spins As clumps of them get into the hall. Blockage. Slowly, one by one they Trickle through, these Thoughts.