Savage Beauty

The crimson sky fumes with the rage of desert summer,

Turning springs flowers of gold and lavender to tawny dust.

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Scorpion and rattler laze in awe,

Cherishing the warmth of the arid sun.

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Cacti dot the plains, green and angry,

Breaking the monotony of the monochrome landscape.

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Beneath even the most lovely of spouts lays a heart of bramble,

Drawing first blood from all but the sturdiest patron.

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Lonesome ballads of the song dog eclipse the dark silence,

Howling tears to rain upon the parched surface.

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Rife with dwellers only dreamt of in nightmares,

Exotic, ghoulish, yet beautiful,

A vista both barren and thriving beckons.

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Calling the adventurous to pay homage,

Genuflecting in respect to this alien canvas.