desert sun assaults us
in undulating flares

torturous incandescence,
stagnant air

epitome of aridity,
no relief from summer heat

only sweet thoughts, cool blue
reason for inner sanctum

ocean dives,
snowfall serenades,

blizzards & blankets,
but fire covers us now

& breeze in absentia
reminds us how a mind

on overdrive, sweltering,
defeated, sweat dried as ash

can convince us to believe
that a cold day will come

eventually, & all seasons
must pass, like an inferno blast,

like our fleeting feelings
& our daydream dealings,

like our disdain for withheld rain,
or the cruel sting of skin-deep pain

Published by Jennifer Patino


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