LIKE YOU, LIKE ME

under a crescent moon strangers find company with me   like and open window where caution is fleeting, long on chances short on faith and explanations failing   we are performers with blurred experience, cold to the skin like wet gauze or a spotlight on a road searching for a comfortable end

ONE STAR DINER

Its on the edge of the desert   an open door welcomes the thirsty and the curious   ashtrays full of last nights words and crushed hearts where leather jackets and quarters keep the juke box breathing   passing freight trains push a melody to someplace   where truckers kill time until the coffee turns … More ONE STAR DINER