Dog

He is a dog carcass lying on the ground
Slain by me over and over
If he won't remember me for something good it can be for something
bad,
A blow for a blow until we are both exhausted
And who else will comfort us?
I relive this murder again and again
It is only in my sleep we meet and I see him laughing
Running on the beach together
And I grieve for everything I have lost.