April 29, 2012
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a woman crawled into my cave

with a backpack a flashlight
some boots that were built for
this type of work and nothing else
i watched her breasts bounce and
her curves swing in the silhouette
she drew me pictures of herself
on my walls and made us many fires
we roasted a marshmallow or two

and told stories of our lives
mine inside this cave and hers outside
she was beautiful and she knew this

i let her stay for a while

i liked the pictures she made
me as well as the fires we sat around

then one day she lit a match
and i assumed it was for another fire
but a devilish look embossed on her
face and she lit a stick of dynamite

and then my cave blew up

from the inside out

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