Between sober and drunkenness

(Polly Ho)

Flakes of white salt spray down

Thirstily, the tip of greedy tongue inside my stomach is

twisting and yearning

I order a glass of Margarita 

The crystal salt migrates to the lip of the glass

I ask: Is what I yearn for inside this cup?

She remains silent.

Take a deep breath, kiss the virginal lip

My tongue swims around,

in search of sober and drunkenness