everything you see when you close your eyes

Image: “Night Traffic Surface” by sagesolar is licensed under CC BY 2.0.

headlights sparkle crimson
white dotted lines faded red
it crawls between cars
stagnant but spreading
traces of life left behind
—haunting the bitumen

there is blood but
there is no body

no paper-thin fur trodden on by rubber,
flesh now indistinguishable from earth;
no feathers dancing upright,
tethered to the gravel with 
crusting muscles; no bloated 
corpse pulled to the service lane,
pink X tattooed across its torso;
no limping red paw prints
or stencilled boot marks,
no scrapes of red
as guilt has been 
dragged away
nothing

there is blood but
there is no body

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