Sleep well

I find roadkill strangely beautiful.
It feels almost rude,
like something I should keep secret.
 
How could I find something so
aggressive and brutal,
so calming?
 
Maybe it's something in their eyes.
A soul,  
finally at rest.
 
And I hope they died fast.
And I hope they lived well.
And I envy them for finally being able to sleep.
 
A blameless death.
Accidental.
Peace at last.