What Have You

...in a glass

the sifting

time

can be seen

to pass

and if

I will

(to turn)

perhaps

still

the aftertaste

might last

with

saltiness

upon the

grim

realization

contained

therein...

a grimace

of ambivalance

that balances

on the rocks

till it tips...

and cracks

into

one

final

smile...

and stops.