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Monday, September 9, 2019

Poem- “Cheese Pie”

“Cheese Pie”



A topping is the pizza’s division.
Enough ingredients fill the circle of life.
From each topping comes its division as each division varies in relation.
By counting up your favorite toppings, you have divisions in taste.
Toppings combine into divisions of flavor, sensation, and texture.
More is left on the table- toppings, from divisions, to fill the toppings.
Your crust is a topping; your cheese is a topping; your sauce… etc.
Whatever goes on top must come from the bottom.
Leaving it on a silver platter makes the case of divisions through a slice.
Slicing the pizza means covering divisions of topping.
Give me a slice of pizza and I will show you the divisions of flavor.
Pepperoni and sausage combine into a new meat.
Bacon and pineapple combine into a tropical sensation of barbecue.
Anchovies leave a salty touch.
Vegetables can be gathered up into a practical Italian pie.
The silver platter is another division.
Your table, chair, plate, fork, knife, cup, and napkin are divisions.
An entire experience can make sense of divisions.
Cheese may be tasted.
Every tooth in your mouth is a division of flavor in the works.
We have individual preparations for the dividing foods.
But, when you put the whole thing in your mouth, it tastes very good.
You can express your love for pizza; or, even your complaints.
My words are divided enough as they are.
As such, pieces make the whole from combining divisions of life.








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