My Girlfriend

My girlfriend beats dead horses.

She slams her fists into their corpses,

Waiting for the sigh of breath

that never comes from lips of death.

My girlfriend punches corpse's sides.

Even as they rot, she plunges her fists inside,

Slamming knuckles through decaying skin,

Ramming into the bone within.

I don't know why she does it,

I just know I can't condone it.

My girlfriend beats dead horses,

Meanwhile, the only thing I can do

Is beat around the bush

And ignore the root of the problem.