There’s something
about heavenly bread
that makes you angry!
makes you clomp around
like an ungrateful
adolescent.

“If I can make God
feel bad for
bringing me here,
feeding me
this uninteresting,
unappealing,
sustenance.

I can
e x a g g e r a t e
the goodness of
my enslaved diet,
kid myself
into a sense of
injustice,
and then
I can
bend his will
toward immediate
gratification
in the form of
milk + honey.”