Los Enamorados

One hundred sesame seeds
slowly sank
into quicksand;
sticky and shining
as though the whole lugubrious lump
had been stirred by slugs.

Who knew slugs were so sweet!
Glistening purple lumps --
fleshy
plump
mountainous umami.

Would you feel less sick
if I told you
the slugs: aubergine;
​miso: their slime?