Salt
Tommaso Bagheri Toroughi
All is blurred
Just one colour
Ties my body and my mind
Together
Lost my height
I'll hug the ground
Do no other thing
Than be salt
Who slithers back to its
Blue
Bile runs down
The drain with my hair
I hope there'll be
Better places for me
Where I'll rise with the sun
Only sleep when I'm sick
Caress a kite
At the end
Be able to see something
New