A foul odour surrounds
shrivelled grey skin.
Vomit leaks onto the soil
from the sewage pipe
he has as a throat.
She reaches out a hand
but smog emerges from his pores,
flooding her forearm in sores.
Retreated to a distant hilltop,
her tears water grass
as she witnesses
his body self-destruct.
He’s passed out on the ground,
his spine a radiant skyline.