Tuesday, March 3, 2015

IMPASSE AT DENNY'S

Inside one hell
of a—cracked shell


single 
lonely intimationbrainsoft and still-
runny

tries 
to congeal—

its latency 
made plain
as the mellow sunrise logo

or the
yellow cheese
and yellower butter 

which smother—
but neither
conceal nor illuminate:

exactly—
how many other

wasted destinies
might be here-
manifested?

in this ponderous plate 
of warmed-
over

eggs—your
sluggish hangover's eating.

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