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She puts him down and
looks around the room,
her eyes find themselves
going higher until they cannot
see the ceiling and the windows have
become a million little fires,
blazing with a noise like destruction.
Her eyes are so small and they
get caught on the top
until she is watching, watching what
it is to be her boy and to be
right and true and blue like heat
becomes her soul and she becomes the sky
when all she can see is the ground and it is
not within her reach.