"Water and Salt"
The minutes of now
begin to flake away
leaving behind
only the seconds
of the past
to look at,
I feel it
at the sides of my eyes,
a pressure trying to swell,
I want to cry
but need to know why
before these tears can fall,
while they just linger
behind these stares of mine
as I stretch my lips into smiles,
there will be a point
some time in the future
where I will walk
among
the echoes of memory
in the same exact spots
where I'm standing now
when these tears will finally fall,
but for now
I stare ahead blankly
wondering why
I can't cry
even when all the pain
is enough for this water and salt.
-Armando Torres
