Daily Bread

(I just found this poem hidden in the back of an old moleskin)

Daily Bread
You buy your 100% rye
A ciabatta and a
low GI please
Some pate
A nice goats’ cheese
fresh butter, of cause
He waits by your car
asks for bread
I am hungry lady, please
Looks through your garbage
every Thursday
for last week’s crusts.
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