Beth’s Cafe

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Beth’s Cafe

artists

creative types

with their

funky hair and goatees

pierced flesh

and black t-shirts

they can’t help

but be cool

in this

greasy spoon

cracklin’ bacon merges

with Jim Morrison’s voice

and thick cigarette smoke

muddy black coffee

a Bukowski book

a dyke

and a dirty floor

shit…

i just came for breakfast!

Full Throttle

my heart burns

sick

like wet ashes

as i drive

alone

on shiny slick

streets

thinking of

you

at 2am

yearning

as stop lights

reflect themselves

like blurry lasers

on the pavement

i can’t drive

away from

what’s missing

from my

empty

soul

without

you

i hit the throttle

and go on..


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