I’m not at The White Eagle. What is it that all
the hip young racists are drinking these days?
Give me one of those. Mark says The Garage
in Oakland used to have Wetback Wednesdays.
You know, before everyone had to get all P.C.
I couldn’t stop from feeding dollar bills into it,
even when I was almost broke and even when
it would play songs I didn’t pick with my bills.
Now there are political statements inside there.
Everything changes. This is a break-up poem.