John Libertus

If bread is all, baby,
the fat man on the corner
has a ticket to heaven
in his billfold -

If bread is all, baby,
the rich boy with the car
keeps love stashed
in his glovebox -

If bread is all, baby,
the man with the big house
decorates its rooms
with ecstasies -


But if you think so, baby,
why did you read this?