grit

Smile dirty smile

pungent ash breath

smoke it in and cough it out

he splutters to the ground

his eyes hoarse and gills ripped open

he holds on but I cut off his grip

his thighs tighten as he trawls himself up

looking at me with regret

anger

he spits at me and grinds his teeth

exhales again and inhales death

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