Evidence (A Sonnet)

If you could see the dogs I watch at night
These beasts that listen more when they are fed
With meat, they hear me talk about my plight
My dearest wife is surely mostly dead
I tried to kill her many times before
But only once, with dogs, came out to dine
And when her blood dripped off the teethy gore
My woes spilled out at once like aging wine
If you can sit with me at heavens gate
You'll hear the story that I long to tell
That time when I arrived for my last date
And mutts grew silent from the tolling bell
That night, I too, did wash my fingers clean
From crime and blood that only dogs have seen