At the occurrence of the impossible
be not too hasty to accept it;
let denial of the horror
testify to it's enormity.
Only with a wounding fury
can I even begin to ponder
that this nightmare may have happened,
and you be lost to us forever.
Long ago I heard the whimpers
when a dog was dealt his deathblow.
from his very breathing depths
came the cringing cries of pain.
Mine come out in words as I lie bleeding,
Into the world around me I leak the spreading stain.