Intestine-splashed asphalt A rainbow of internal external now Stiffening fur unmoving in the breeze Buzzing flies, passing cars Matter not to the unknowing dead Road kill splatter mess Avert curious children's eyes
Sniggering teenagers, trying to be cool, scrawl "U R gay on one of my bare arms. A scruffy terrier on a seemingly endless extendable lead pisses up my leg again. Others laugh at me, safe in well-lit positions,
I've run out of breath mints again and the shop on the corner don't let 'my sort' in. A fag will help get rid of the taste but the killing smoke won't take away the feel of it, coating my mouth