The wind pulse trees
like a wing thrash and cry
Those clouds are not
for storms but heat.
The grass brown as guilt
needs more than just drizzle
needs more than just a downpour.
in the country: a slowing freight train
flint sparks the easement overgrowth:
blunt insane as love the fire burns
around iron, around barbed wire
around telephone poles
looking for another harbor
of oxygen tucked inside the wood.