Like roadkill
Dead
Red
Scorched alive
Drowned in own blood
Left to die
Ripped pelage
Intestines
A host to ants
A magnet for flies
A parallax of death
Cloaked by the night
Placenta for the earth
Assault on the eyes
This is a dead man
No longer has a face
Life unjustly beaten away
By the cruelty and prejudice
Of strangers passing by
Saw him as an animal
They left him to die
Body rotting
Sinking deep
Into the dirt
He now seeps
Somewhere faraway
In the dark
His lover lies
And begins to weep
