The "Santa Annas"
pound the south
like perennial puberty
shearing, searing,
scorching, roaring,
enriching
rashly erotic
gravely exotic
wholly hypnotic
suffocating, invigorating, devastating
inspiring fires
lacerating landscapes
wresting regeneration
and new inhabitation
stealing / revealing / healing
hearts
redefining discomfort and desire
infusing the air
with vapors so luxurious
the enhanced beauty of irresistibly thickened
red setting suns
rivals only their
inevitable restorations
after long-lingering,
deep, dark, daft
and definitive nights.