A Foul Smell

today i died because my friend killed me.
we both jollied on a bus
and then i yapped about his torn singlet
which I only meant as a joke
with no intentions to provoke
but Tosin turned to the window
and what his buttocks belched
his mouth aired as he laughed. and that was the end
my nose could not protect or save me.
if you breathe, you die. if you don’t, you die.
if you do, you don’t, you die.

leonell