no place to go now but the big egg

by markk

Posted to Action Poetry on 2001-06-26 20:28:00

the bars are closed, no place to go now
but the big egg, dive joint 24-hour breakfast place,
filled with the hideous drunk & defenseless,
ornery waitresses schlepping heavy plates
of scrambled & sunny side up next to
a mountain of onion-full hash browns,
strips of oiled & crisped thick bacon,
harsh ebony ugly black coffee in heavy cups,
a drunk falls over in his plate, passed out,
yells & whispered conversation co-mingle,
do you really want that guy with the
dirty fingernails & greasy apron behind the grille
to cook you anything, how drunk do you
have to be to stay here and let this place
seep into your clothes, pushing away,
teeter-tottering all the way home

(markk is madtolive@hotmail.com)


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