Sea Salt Shaker
when my body is done
put me in an oven
and bury my ashes in a
sea salt shaker
scatter me sparingly
as you would
a fine condiment
in a recipe
into your daily life
during its preparation
so that
we may add the flavor
and the texture
of the past
when it is all gone
you
can refill
the sea salt shaker
Copyright © Rudolph Rinaldi | Year Posted 2013
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