Dude was a single wizened tooth impacted into bloody gums. The prettiest of the unfortunately formed. I saw sickly hordes, a mass of hands and ruptured corneas, estrange themselves from the muck to reach toward a malaria paragon. A man adorned in blisters and rashes, neck bent by tetanus. And still it was so painfully banal. Your neighbor would fall to rot, and you'd step over his arthritic knees on the way to work. Pay him no mind. You'd see mudflies on the interstate, hospice wards in the dollar store, bloody hats on the subway.