Nighthawks and a shiner

Posted by on 06.06.2014 in Allgemein

Nighthawks and a shiner,
bitches on b minor
love life
but finer than the wine there
at the diner.

looks are gliding through the smoke
hardly before you awoke,
seen and checked
you’re next in the line
even though there is no time
no time
to lose.

you walk on listless past bess on Almond street
And eat the rest of nothing left to feed you with.
Nothing on the table but a gleaming glass of stress
Which was forgotten…

So never mind,
something else will show up
says the waitress always handing you another cup
of coffee and a shot.

where is the needle you wonder
where is the needle
no need, thanks does your mind say
lost in the hay.