Fake Bread

Now a days
Most of the time
I eat fake bread
            GF bread
	For health reasons
	My wife can’t tolerate the real thing
	And so,

I eat fake bread
	Fake pasta
	Fake pizza

	But every so often
	I want the real deal	
	I crave bread 
	Made with wheat

	And a real pizza
	And real pasta 
And real donuts
 
from my unpublished chapbook, "fake things" available on my web page https://theworldaccordingtocosmos.com
Copyright © | Year Posted 2018

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