This side reproduces pages from a baroque flute sonata, with Anderson’s handwritten notes repeating the poem’s refrain: “Nothing ever happens in Buena Vista Park. Faggots & dogs. Sometimes I play the recorder there.” Anderson was known as a gay man in the Haight and as a recorder player, so the verso appears to connect the poem directly to his own practice of taking music into the park. The sonata is not just decorative backing; it suggests a performative dimension to the piece, with Buena Vista Park functioning at once as cruising ground, musical setting, and enchanted commons.