Go take the solo
On a plastic sax
Nobody wants

And fly it
Three notes at once
Let them try to jounce

Go pawn everything
And your injected soul
Will still blow beyond

And before the bass
Can only try to stay
On the beaten ground

Wail away counter-sharp
Feathered notes that spin
A resonant lullaby and

A reveille to live
A reed’s breath
Away from God, man.