The Devil's Throne

Peasant bread to feed the masses, millers stone between the classes Grovel here and grovel there, crumbs for beggars—no meat to share Caught inside the rising dough, leavened voices cry out low Baking deep within the flames, bribes that lie—and Lords to blame With each slice cut, Hell calls a name, its coals to brand, ignoble fame Bread for the masses, meat off the bone, revenge on fire—the Devil’s throne (Villanova Pennsylvania: February, 2018)