We Break Black Bread
Beck and Lee ate bread on Broadway
and found themselves thinking of a baseball
player who missed a hit to win the game,
so they rolled a joint and met up with Zoot
to take them back to yesterday so they
could forget the hum of the radio
going on about the baseball game
that was
lost in some other place
where they were not.
Ecstatic vision of summer
comes and everyone is burning
under the red and orange sun,
while waves crash on long island
and hot dogs are eaten and women
wear long trench coats to go eat
spaghetti in some place or
another, while some other
man is worrying about
who this woman is
while his wife is
sick at home
& alone.
A world for a saxophone
and a flaming blue spirit
meets us on the
preservation
of the land.
So what?
Eat yr bread
&
Shut up
