Salty by design. They are
Free, set out on, or at, the bar.
Intended to make you thirsty--
To keep you thirsty, to desire
To have another sip, one more pull.
Their crunch and grit punctuate,
Add substance to the stream
Of sad and bad--stories and jokes.
You cannot help reach and munch
When you lean forward on the rail
To support the weight of your day
And whatever it is you rail about.
Their natural oil lubricates your point.
You point, asking for another refill.
Bruce Morton divides his time between Montana and Arizona. He is the author of two poetry collections: Planet Mort (2024) and Simple Arithmetic & Other Artifices (2014). His poems have appeared in numerous online and print venues. He was formerly dean at the Montana State University library.
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