Burn

Hot desert winds blow

Wildfires burn

Out of control

Birds fly going nowhere

Feathers blown smooth

Rendered useless

Forward motion denied

By swirling dust bowl heat 

Blue jean clad legs bake

Cloth clinging to seared skin

As scorched limbs search for respite shade

On a cracked yellow patio

Heaving with parched nausea 

While gritty eyes squint 

Seeking a purple blue vision 

Of clawing hissing greenery 

Enslaving twigs scratching at windows

Demanding entrance 

Etching sacrilegious patterns on the panes

And the hound sniffs the air

Confused by flustered smokey scents

Body chucking their way into her

Hot dry snout

But the brown mud hole yard remains calm

Skulking under the radar

Barely kissed by movement

Last day of April 

Waiting for May

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