salt

August 16, 2023

so white

and crystally

like snow

winterly storm

so tasty with

the right amount

but toxic when not

i love it basic

but not mix with soysauce

can hurt my eyes

mouth and nose

when snort

even my throat

if its not cooked

or in a song

so pure yet

yest so light

its chases away

the demons

sometimes

i wish it would heal

everything that

is hurting in my life

and for that

i would say

salt would come

in handy

in time

-Ana Taka

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