Musky scent

Deadened eyes

Matted skin and fur

Broken bones

Broken body

Lying on the side

No pool of blood

No insides hanging

Just flattened on the road

Glassy eyes scratched and


No hope no fear

Praying for a nothing thing

Paws splayed out

Held bound together

By some higher force

As loving child

Cradles weak limp body

Crying for her broken pet

Crying for her maker.