Poem: Change of Clime

 

Change of Clime

 

a rattlesnake half dust

employs itself

as a lounge chair.

 

a few jays wilt

on electrical tethers.

no fusspot grackles

gossiping up the wires.

 

nothing blooms.  or flits.

sage plants beg for sauce.

heat whispers

but lizards have no ears.

 

above the crispy arroyo, 

rusty with its pummeled cars,

a vulture mistakes itself

for a curdled roach.

the absurd meekness of it all,

even the humans tamed,

docile as eluvia 

prostrate under foothills

of simmering char.

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7/26  mods for flow, rhythm

12/2/23  ... not a very accessible poem, some mods

10/1 "Clime" replaces "Climate"

9/25  massive changes