how it consumes you
come re-emerging with a loud
plop
erase your own memory
even when beaten down, flat
as a pancake, it can be
molded into something
better, this mount of trivial
wetness can be shaped
into a circular form
into something that rises
beyond itself, it climbs
to fall, beneath the pressure
of its own weight
a revolutionary
recipe
measure it
pour, measure again, stir, until
it silences the hunger and lust
gluttons, in balance
fragile on its own, it needs
our hearts
and hands
salt and sugar to rise