Umami - Yo Mama

There’s a flavor called umami—

flavor that gives you the biggest right to boast
about yo momma.

Not sweet, not salty, the flavor of the Dhamma.
Savory, like the Palmira french roast
coffee I’m drinking—flavor of yo momma.

For the coffee, I have to thank my sista,
with whom I have some of the most
fun ever, singing songs with plain umami—

deep heart-affecting harmony.
Feeling like we’re getting so close
to whatever comes directly from yo momma—

rivers flowing dark all summer,
common terroir that never can be lost!
It’s the feeling that they call umami—

when the moon hits your eye
like a big pizza pie, and you know you can trust
that plain forever feeling that’s umami.
That's yo momma!

Jan 2018