Peeking in the oven
waiting for the dough to rise
waiting for the moment to bake,
to become more than the sum of its parts
Peaks form in the bowl
beating round and round
beating out the rhythm of food,
the rhythm of sweet icing for life
Piqued after dinner
weight is forever an issue
waiting for my brain to stop
beating back the enjoyment of taste
Sunday, March 7, 2010
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