Friday, August 11, 2006

Metal & Mothers


Steam & grease &
Menus & mugs -
Thank you, ma'am,
I think I'm done.
Sweat tea & coffee &
Break-ups & bruises,
Everything heals &
Every cup empties.
Take it to a family that
Don't ask questions &
Wear a smile when you like -
Metal & Mothers &
Brothers & Smoke.
Make that two,
We're all hungry somewhere.
Tip when you leave &
Pull out in the open,
Headlights on parking lot
Fights over nothing.
Butter & bacon &
Cinnamon, Coke -
We've all got our reasons to
Stay for a while.
Pay checks here, but
Come on back -
There are dishes to be washed &
Lives to be livin'.

1 comment:

matt perry said...

you make me want to eat a triple order of hashbrowns- scattered, covered, chunked, with tabasco and ketchup and a cup of coffee to drink. i would prefer it to be on bowman curve.