On Your Sourdough Poem by Liza Sud

Genius poems are
Baked on your sourdough!
they on your yeast have grown
And on your oil stood up!

I don't need bread, but gulp -
Something bilingual.
But without dough and flour -
I can't make any line.

Feel: you're inside, and I -
bake the cake outside,
You come - and sing again
In your own soul this time.

Here the spiritual cycle
Of soul's transformation.
Your hot mouth in the dough
Exhales my inspiration!