Snowflake

Dry grass ripples in perpetual wind Golden razor edges shining like lamps Chain-rolled acres of thirsty juniper wood One branch will send flames five feet high Have you ever seen a snowflake in Arizona Red dirt roads stretch and yawn Cattle graze either side Houses of the dispossessed with unpainted silver foil walls Soft red ground under blue gray steel afternoon sky Storms approaching never quite make it all the way there Have you ever seen a snowflake in Arizona Have you ever seen a snowflake in Arizona