Staggering out of a small pub
thumping sharp disco beats,
she veers away to the cracked curb on the tiled street.
Avoiding strict traffic -
taxis careen the left hand side,
tires kicking up brown mucous
of once thirsty snow...
Murder hits her, a heavy ocean current
colliding into the breakwater
creating a whirl of dazed blindness
while pain engulfs her sides
turning ribs into blades, cutting skin.
It's veil drapes over her vision
as his anvil sidles her to concrete.
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