The sheep tremble.

Cliffs to one side

Wolves to the other.

Scamper from fangs

Bleating and bleeding

Over the edge.

Recoil from rocks

Back to the jaws.

Happy howls from bloody mouths

The flock reels,

Some this way

Some that.

Stupid lambs.

They see two directions,

Blind to all others.

— Daniel Menold