In a diner on the side of the highway my shaking hand pours coffee, flips burgers as my cigarette takes orders at the bar. We have hot soup-du-jour, burgers, and eggs for the hitchers, truckers, and farmers who dust themselves by the door and chat about the weather. Doris DeLynn, with her big hair, andContinue reading “Greasy Spoon Day-Dreaming”
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Diner Fantasy
in a diner on the side of the highway my pudgy hands pours coffee my beard takes orders at the bar we have hot soup du jour, burgers and eggs hitchers, truckers, farmers and bums Doris DeLynn serves steaks and hash her make-up cracks when she winks an eye we stay open all night –Continue reading “Diner Fantasy”
