i like the idea of pouring salt on the ground.
last summer, i emptied the icecream churn out on the lawn
rocksalt everywhere.
my mother said, oh no.
the next morning there was a circle of dead grass
next to where the picnic table had been.
i wanted to do it again, but instead i let the water evaporate out of the can
and scooped the salt out,
put it back into the bag.
i wanted to crunch on it-
this isn't going anywhere, ill come back for it