small poems & small plates
11. Diner at the RR CrossingWoman in white jacket enters through the side doordesperate longing follows in the wake of her perfumeA special posting of the day's menu flutters in the breezetwo cowhands go back to their pancakesA jolt of joe keeps them awaketheir lips are full of soft cheese and sleepA warehouse full of ghosts singes the airThey say she stays up late at nightand the lights are mistaken for a signDown the street the ladies are laughingand the old organ warms up for a songfrom Diner at the RR Crossing, particle theorysg, sf, ca
11. Diner at the RR Crossing
ReplyDeleteWoman in white jacket enters through the side door
desperate longing follows in the wake of her perfume
A special posting of the day's menu flutters in the breeze
two cowhands go back to their pancakes
A jolt of joe keeps them awake
their lips are full of soft cheese and sleep
A warehouse full of ghosts singes the air
They say she stays up late at night
and the lights are mistaken for a sign
Down the street the ladies are laughing
and the old organ warms up for a song
from Diner at the RR Crossing, particle theory
sg, sf, ca