Scribbles 9: a momentary respite

Today’s Scribble: Salt

I am not really hungry…
I eat for the salt
that spreads over my tongue
as I suck.
I nurse on that primal
element,
that remnant of the earliest nutrient
from primordial seas;
I cannot get enough…

salt-lr

Text and images from the unpublished manuscript “52 Scribbles”, copyright 2017 by M.C. Chambers. All rights reserved.

 

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