We found a dead cat
in a dead man’s shed.

The hoarder’s paradise
dusty, dilapidated, downright dangerous.
Wear your masks
wear your gloves
steel your soul for the terror within.
Perhaps your efforts will be rewarded with
treasures unseen.

Work quickly –
move the tools,
stack the books,
empty the shed box-by-box.
Maybe we could sell some of th – OMFG IS THAT A CAT

Bent into a right angle by a fallen book or box,
leather skin mummified in a forgotten corner,
face falling apart,
eyes become windows to the empty inside,
fur replaced with a thick coating of dust,
a true horror – pose for a photograph.

What now?

He threw the remains into the forest
like a frisbee.