Mr. Baker

The man Before you, Baker by name

Unless anchored by threads of connection

Is a re-collection lost in the neural abyss

Like a ship adrift on the open sea,

A memory can wander aimlessly,

Drifting away from the mind's embrace.

Unless tethered by association

With multiple threads to anchor it down,

A memory can stray apart from the collection.

The man before you, a baker by trade.

Re-membered in the neural network you’ve made.

Bread loaves, aroma and Toque.

At first you may not recollect

Perhaps some sense of dough does beckon,

Or you perceive a correlation

between his face and a baker's hat.

Untangling the knots of connection

That lead to the type of his profession.

#poetry