Over-salted

[Philatone]

V. 2

over-salted

The recipe has gone missing,
your sheet of loose-leaf flowered
with ink lace. Tasting of absence,
the cobbler capsized
into layers of tissues and peach
peels in a garbage can, the lost words
voiceless as laughter in a frame.


V. 1

over-salted

The recipe has gone missing,
the loose-leaf your pen flowered
with ink lace. The taste of your absence
capsized the cobbler, sinking it
into layers of tissues and peach
peels in the garbage,
the lost words hanging,
voiceless as laughter in a frame.