Summer Salt
Of the earth
On
Tomato slices
Watermelon
Sunday pizza crust
Open wounds
And frozen margarita glasses
In my tears
Midnight french fries
On bar napkins
Kentucky theater popcorn
Off your skin
In my mouth
Sweeter than molasses
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Each stanza is a poem in itself. Together – nicely done!
Fantastic! Minimal but monumental.
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