Intolerance

What I thought I wanted

Needed

--Staff of life, the

Greatest thing since

yeast--

Providing strength, resilience

Elasticity

Suddenly, at this late date, revealed to be

A traitor

Much-beloved Judas

Poison to the bone

Life becomes a

Process of subtraction, of

Learning to omit,

Restrict, the

Carbing of desires

This is not Spartan virtue

Abstemious grace

Don’t believe the platitudes

Less isn’t more
less is simply…less

Less chew

Less heft

Fewer crannied nooks where butter

Glides and jelly lurks

Less wheaty smack

Less taste

Even if I wave away this loss as petty

Concede my sadness is a symptom of my

Gluteny

A deeper worry gnaws

If bread can prove a treasonist

What other parts of life that seem essential now are really

Toxins in disguise?