Usual Salt
I'm suspicious of salt,
It tastes like the usual.
Tells me I'm being ordinary,
Stupid, really.
It's a funny taste, salt:
It doesn't forgive or forget.
Salt dances and enhances,
Or it cures.
Or maybe it just reminds us of other, better times.
Salt registers our memories. It cures, preserves, and it remembers.
And we taste it each time we cry.
Salt is not usual. It is very unusually common.