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Lemon Salt Poems

Lemon Salt

The saddest smile, a joke about death
her lips, fig newton tooth decay kisses
the slammer
the knee slapping rivalry of comrades
             amongst the dust of comical war
the man and the whore lie.

Lemon Salt From Jordan.
Can a 17 year old teenager have a brain gap?
Cleaning windows raises the chances of death!
Inhale every breath.
I've eaten lemons and pickles almost every week
I've eaten lemons and pickles almost every week
I've eaten lemons and pickles almost every week
God's little gift to mankind.
Lemon Salt from Jordan.
I was weird and the only one
Lemon Salt from Jordan.
Food with acid... so concentrated...
Lemon Salt from Jordan.
Lemon Salt from Jordan.

Gypsy Lemon Salt

(belief to believe)
, like some sort of little town
waiting for a big highway
to cut it in half
heave and cleave
heave and cleave
, like some sort of stranger's mask
like, “do I have to ask?”
cut in half, cut in half
heave and cleave
heave and cleave
relieve, relieve
deceive!

See Salt Lemon Sea

crystallize
final eyes
one great see lemon salt sea
a grave look
a corpse we took
the palms of your hands touch
above your head
psalms
above your head
praise
grazed, razed
lowered instead
like a solemn head
peaceful; it peacefully
prays
rock on the calm
ancient lip balm
one eyes
one eyes
See lemon salt sea?

Feel Calling

Traverse with me
miles and miles
of lemon salt
trees
roots walking
bridges falling
catastrophe
branches waving in the wind
heralding Father Sin
lemon salt rows
rows of lemon salt
roads
cherishing all all of it
where is all of it?
past it?
pass it.
pass it.
a dollar per holler!
put a dollar in!

Lemon Salt Tooth, Lemon Salt Sleuth

It's the root that we're used to
seven heavenly sins
abuse too
abuse to you
sloth off
mother to the bride's father
earth and water
son the daughters mother
father of fathers
let it root into the root
filling the boot
passing the buck generator
on on-off!  

Risqué Lemonade

Lemon salt sea
burning
a line directly into me
a lemon salt causality
casually
burning me
turning me into a marked mark
with a medical record
broken broke
blood joke
ruby red
bled of innocence
cracked shell
tinctured yoke
life dead...

Call Feeling

What could be lighter
than the light touch of one
who knows how to pull teeth?
prithee no fingerprints talk
crumbling to dust
old bones try to walk
you see, a lemon salt sea
can't talk!
ear the ground?
listen to it expound
on what's coming
what's numbing?
Written by Conley (Delling)
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