yesterday with a pack of heelers  
a ten mile chase  
uphill  
left her cornered  

your bow n arrow  
pointed at her spine  
a sleek brown  
mountain lioness  
ninety pounds  

tried to escape  
pierced  
from your weapon  
bloodied  
her lungs punctured  
she slumped  
a trophy in your truck  

her meat remains  
between your teeth  
soy sauce, sherry, garlic, blood  
sweet marinade