Bread poem again!

MAN-BREAD

if god were to create man

he’d take 500g stardust

a pinch of salt

10g yeast

350g water

and mix the mess with his

plastic half-moon cutter

then he’d slap the dough

onto his marble kitchen surface

and bejesus he’d belabour it

till he’d berated it

aerated it

and pumped it full of spirit

then tenderly

he’d dust it with stars

leave it for a trillion years

and watch the rise of it

give it a quick scorch

at 250°C

reduce to 220°C

for a score of minutes

or more

and watch the little blighter

puff itself up

whip it out of the oven

onto a griddle

and let it cool

and go off

in search of someone

to consume it