If you are bread
I don't want to be your butter
For then I couldn't be jam
Or PB or cheese or any other thing
That works just as well
If you are coffee
I don't want to be your donut
For then I couldn't be chocolate
Or ice cream or waffles-
And they do the trick as well
If you are hummus
I don't want to be your pita
For then I couldn't be celery
Or falafel, or tahini-
That can easily fill that space
And if you are milk
That's right-
I don't want to be your cookie
For then I couldn't be cereal
Or a brownie or cake
But you're not an old loaf
Or a hot comforting drink
You're the universe of flavor
A complete and splendid mix
And for everything that that means...
I'd like to be your salt
With all my flaws I know I'm far from perfect
Take one fair chance though and we could just work
I can be rough and coarse to touch
And on my own I can't do much
But with nothing else available on hand
You know I'll always be enough
There's almost nowhere I wouldn't fit in
Almost nothing I couldn't improve
And plain and boring as I might be
There's no place on Earth you won't find me
Even if I can get a little excessive
That's not an issue that can't be fixed
And while it's true that I could easily kill
Without me there would be no life
Born from the oceans all so mighty
I'd weather any storm with you
And you can trust that faced with acid
I'd burn myself so you don't
Yeah, I'm okay with salt
I just want to be irreplaceable.
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Campfire - And Other Poems
PoetryA collection of poems exploring every emotion this young medic's heart has beat to, and then some. All works are copyright protected - do NOT reproduce or reprint without explicit permission.
