Layer

It didn't stay within the confines of the park
the fence the road the trees the ground.
They wanted to stick their feet into it

just a little bit.  The lava was a tough animal

sensing danger in the name

of more information
continuing to tuck into itself
strangely opening
rumbling another day began
ended torn-up breathing piles of burning tires
and then not torn up--detouring the main road--
anything was the present time.  No matter
how pitiful no matter how active.