Weird Wednesday Love Poem

Oh, how they scream so sweet.

My dog loves squirrels.

I love my dog.

Do I therefore sanction

the ‘Slaughtering of the Squirrels’?

It is his sacred holiday.

his raison d'être.

his joy.

What it is to love a creature

who loves cruelty.

He doesn’t just kill them.

He tortures them.

He plays.

He listens to them scream

and he shudders in pleasure.

Oh, oh, how pretty.

how sweet.

He licks his lips.

He sinks his teeth into their flesh.

The wet crunch of a spine snapping.

I offer him other joys

but he wants no other.

How can I love you,

when you love only death

and pretty dying?

I cannot scream

so sweet.