The Bread Man

Have you met the bread man?
He’s tall and round.
His eyes are bagels
and his heart is a Danish.

(His buns are rolls
And his rolls are buns)

Bread Man is made of bread.
His feet are scuffed rye,
his hands calloused French sticks.
His mouth is a delicate croissant
that turns downwards when
things aren’t going so good.

Bread Man is bread
baked up fluffy and warm.
Can’t be doughy in the middle
when you are a bread man.
His skin cracks and crumbles
and mold spots mottle his pumpernickel scalp.

His (Danish) heart pumps flax and wheat
out to his longest extremities.
His wide loaf chest heaves in and out.
He tires easily,
lately,
but never quits-
baking more bread and more bread.