Embalming air
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Embalming air
 
Sun ghosts grey through
blue-hazed diesel fumes.
 
She apologises through a group; 
alien here.
 
Apple-sweet aromas of plastic-wrapped
decay spill from shadowed lanes—
bile rises, swallowed hard.
 
Salt-clammy sweat stings
on blister-flushed AC-prickled skin.
 
She squeezes between jammed SUVs
horns erupting in frustration
followed by the eyes of a child from the sunroof beside.
 
Deep-growled acceleration scythes
through grime-textured air.
Brakes
squeal.
 
She turns to witness
the world dying
in irrevocable motion.
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