Fire. Crisp and hot inside a box. Machine woven floors Pressed against my shoulder. I lay sideways. Away from you. You're in another box. Why did you let the cat out? Will he get lost? Will he become wild And forget that we love him? Just like you loved me once? But you'll never let me out. Never mind that for me I'm lost here. Pretty cool that you made years of rubble hide where you sleep.