we're baking bread
we've added sugar
now the yeast
will rise
we're the multi-grain flour
kneaded
with salt
deep into the earth
as we're read
a new page
from an old recipe book
add free range eggs
perhaps a new chick
will develop
then hatch
pour in sunflower
crude oil
creating this viscous event
enough pure water
distilled
from a sacred spring
under the sun
all natural elements
so the devil's oven
is red hot
if the ocean
doesn't swamp us
if the sky
doesn't fall
perhaps bread
loaves and fish
and the sun
will continue
to have us rise
like yeasty bread
staff of life
staff of consciousness
history baked
into loaves
steamed into fish
every living thing
archangels burning
all this at stake
all that fire
all those sparks
a smoldering bed
the glow of dying embers
baking bread
so i've read 

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