Industrial Percussion

I ditched the shelf lineup and marched across the hardwood floor toward the heating pipe by the wall. It looked sturdy, solid, and far too calm. I kicked my heavy boot right into the metal base. Clang! A sharp, rattling vibration blasted through the floorboards. The rhythm was pure adrenaline. I found a loose steel bolt lying under the fringe of the rug, snatched it up, and struck the pipe three times in rapid fire. Clack-clack-clack. That metallic beat echoed right through the entire corner. This silent territory is mine now, and it’s going to get much louder.