see salt

reached his wrinkled hand
shake shake across the table
for two please
pass the salt

nobody kicks him in the stomach
and rubs the salt into the wound
the way a dead woman does

below the darker canopies
south--north of my mother's birth
treetops make love to skies       y
se llama sal

and as we watched her float away
a tear dropped salty
to the earth

a feast! He lay the spread
and salt pork stuffed apple head
and guava mushed inside a cup
we smiled and then we ate it up

i swallowed the waves whole
and only the sea stays with me
in the salt on my teeth

he sucked the iron
-the maroon
-the salt liquor from her veins
as her heart dissolved into his hair

impurities evade his pores she
pours salt into the basin runs
water warm, climbs in with him

they walked down to the ocean shore
before they'd ever grow old and wrinkled at their table
his face on her face as he carried her to the sea
was as crystally pure as worn ocean salt

hum up a waltz over flats, the great lake,
all oscillating brineries-       it can be like snow
-and the lovestruck, where moons glow upward

charging per person-
And CASH ONLY PLEASE

lower than grass-
And stinging steam on her welts

trembling wired waves-
And red in the backseat