A dog's death

He had come into us, running,
Yelling, in crescendo of pain
Then all was peremptorily still.
The car stopped, screeching
Only to scrape bloody flesh
Off the muddy bumper; actually
He was chasing steel shadows
Which had no business there.

A dog's death

nisheedhi

Bhopal, India

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