Summer Hell

The brown dry tumbleweeds
have impaled themselves
on the chain link fence
down the street...
The yuccas are all in bloom
the green from the hills
has disappeared... leaving
malignant flame lick spreadings
of match fires a possibility
the sun a blinding
searing heat inferno
baking the earth
into a smoldering rage...
Is this a summer drought
or is it hell?

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