Heaven Awaits a Good Boy

Heartbeats thumping in rapid unison Chest hard pressed in his final resting place The scent of sterile death whelms the toxin Igniting the ducts in a scarce headspace A drop on his tongue with a salty trace Glitters in the blinding fluorescent ray Each dense breath trickles unused time away As tears of ire inspire his golden coat One last moment to share our yesterday And with that fourteen years have gone afloat 5/13/2016