Trump lies alone on his cot in the concrete wilderness of Washington. He is rotting from gangrene and is near political death. It started with a scratch that he barely noticed and which he ignored. Now it has creeped up his political body and he smells the stink of death and he sees death coming closer in the form of a heyena. He tweets curses at the hyena inching without fear closer and closer. Both the hyena and Trump know that Trump is so weakened that he cannot defend himself. The hyena and Trump smell incipient carrion and the hyena is now at Trump’s feet and Trump futily tweets curses at the hyena who laughs diabolically and stares single-mindedly into Trump’s heavy eyes. The hyena crawls slowly onto Trump’s dying body. Trump whimpers “Go away” but the hyena is now on Trump’s chest pressing down with his weight and looking into Trump’s eyes waiting for the light to go out. The hyena compresses Trump’s chest who now cannot breathe and is too weak to force the hyena off and the hyena compresses the air out of Trump who now suffocates to death from the weight, his eyes wide in terror, his mouth wide open seeking breath to no avail and the light in his eyes goes out and his chest no longer heaves and he is still and dead and is carrion for the heyena.