He's a triumphant Italian chef,
expression glazed in a determinant glare
while chunky hands like gracious G clefs
spark in culinary genesis
with a life beat staccato
before twirling it on one finger,
a flattened cloud where angels float
awaiting splatters of tomato sauce
to soil their wings
while dodging pepperoni slices
in a flattened pan flurry.
Those big hands sprinkle cheese
in scatterings of genius put to music
for an aria of love, opera of life,
this symphony called The Chef's Pizza.
Copyright 2009 JO Janoski