Salt Flat Renaissance

by Steven J. Serafiani

This is a salt flat renaissance my doe
make those buttery indents on bread roll
touch your neck
order another wine white
and complain about what an asshole I’ve been.

Salt flat, birdie
I point in the distance,
I’m going
and fast
order another olive saucer soak
and complain about this wasted year.

Black leather book checked
pen tucked,
salt flat, angeline
far from your fits
and inverted city brow.