saltair
what you can think about, what moves
under us
the roads no longer maintained by the
state
lightning like the word it used to be
the only rumble strip we’re going
to get
before the sky’s almost gone
you
don’t need the notes:
lime is the only citrus acceptable in
a dark mood
you waited for it to be still underwater
instead you strode in like you used
to own it
when it was underwater
there is no other way to put it
so you drank a beer
it’s seasonal now, of course,
it wasn’t anything
to begin with
-Cody
Gates, Poetry instructor
