i know i am a creep

some days i wake up and dream to be a taxidermist.
the animal isn't dead, just because the soul that us 
humans can see is gone. that does not mean a thing.
i think they deserve a second chance and i think 
it would be a beautiful thing to see your childhood
dog, just sitting in your living room. for the rest
of forever. my thoughts go to strange places, 
and this is an example.