A Silhouette of the Dead Against the Wall

There is a silhouette against the wall and only I can see it.
It’s making a journey with the black dog.
It’s darkness is infinite and the only light that comes is from behind.
The silhouette against the wall.
It’s framed so perfectly, but no one can see the darkness that creates it.
I’m the only one who can see the silhouette against the wall.
It’s dead.