Down the Wrong Path

You young whippersnappers
might not have even ever heard the expression
"the best thing since sliced bread."
Oh how innocent you are!
How naive. Did you know
there was a time once
when bread wasn’t sliced?
Well, fuck, I didn’t.

But fuck it all,
what’s so good about sliced bread?
You look at a solid loaf of bread
and isn’t that just amazing?
Who wouldn’t want
to tear off a piece of that?

It gets a little stale
– your town piece –
and you toast it
and your chunk looks like
a blackened meteorite.
A hunka hunka burnin’ bread!
Yeoow!

This is the way we were supposed to live;
not with the namby pamby
regulation egalitarian slices between us.
Who seeks such serene equanimity?

I want back to the rougher age
of sliceless bread
of the pure loaf
when things were harder.
When men were men
and bread was white.

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About Jonathan Berger

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