At 7 am the main hatchway caved in
with fires setting along the drive
but I saw no one else
there to hear them, and I was only there
because I thought I'd heard feet
outside my window that morning and
rising like a plume I crept
from my parents' house to the
open space on the hillside
to see it fallen open like knees under
the hand of fire on the moonside of
the mountain the fire was burning
and I, kneeling, saw her breasts
like outstretched claws
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