The air, up and down this road,
aches.
I spy through a window
a demented man.
I hear screams, a madhouse cell
a 60s film.

Sorry, but it's all gone wrong.

I was told what to do ‐
stand back / let it die
wait / watch it be reborn ‐ 
better.

Uh‐huh, not better ‐
worse.