the tops of the buildings fuse with the sky to form a mountain range,
steel-capped and jagged, Matterhorns with mortar avalanches
caused by the thud of wrecking balls—the fauna scatter:
mountain goats ramming themselves into red brick crags,
raptors perched on smokestack branches, regurgitating into rising smog.
the landscape sways like a woman's hips as she swaggers proudly:
side to side, up and over as the peaks reach higher and wider
while her hipbones step one two three four
across the ground, over the air and across the summits.