I saw the faces of horror,
despair
Casting themselves away
Chained to the narrow hallway
Cut and pasted the picture which had copied jimmy's copy
To my left was more of the same,
less malice
Equally unsure, in a frame
Straight ahead illuminated gravel, unencumbered
Wind and snow, sun and flowers
A couple of steps, I turned backwards, Afraid I'd see the same every step along the way