I couldn't get that image out of my mind...
three spiny claws
clutching pavement
in the black pitch,
dragging its broken bones forward
instinctually. One eye turning
white and complete
upon contact with our lights.
The drivers brain couldn't register
the reality of this tragedy quick enough
as the animal dragged its broken fur
across the asphalt.
Just then the car lifted us slightly,
our tires severing the mangled back half
from the ardently willed front half.
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