Dispatches from a Breakfast Joint # 117JesseMay 3, 20251 min readsmall brown birdsings top 40 hitsthrough plate glass
poem: aug 17a poem is A climax; Spent bewildered, returned grasp for that same fire to find only cooling ash
Dispatches from a Breakfast Joint # 115the dishwasher sits at the bar phone chimes, finger scrolls Over-hydrated skin wrinkled A white VW pulls up, top down, ZZ top beard...
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