Improv Post Two Week Three

This is an improv on the poem "Strange Meeting" by Wilfred Owen. It is a heroic couplet and so the form is in iambic pentameter and so I wanted to improv not only the line "some profound dull tunnel" but also the form itself (aabb rhyme and iambic pentameter).

In some profound dull tunnel, men with beams
down shirts and armor wait. For waiting seems
too long, like wars or lines. They stopped me
and held their hands out, again waiting: ID.
Bologna guards in front of me, but see
another some one stood- in dreams, me
in real, his face not seen. The days where dreams
maintain the truth are far and few it seems,
but nights where wandering appears to you,
it identifies, guards the deja-vu.