⚠ CONTENT WARNING: body horror, disturbing imagery, animal death

Recurrent Dreams: Put Down

Something is wrong with my dog.

Her body is skeletal,

    her face turned to molten flesh,

    or her smile remains, but all too human.

Our walk just began, and in the moment I looked away,

something took her from me.

She is not dead, and she has not disappeared,

    but the friend I knew is gone,

    and I am left with pieces

    that only exist to be scattered.