Stones at Night – Michael Wurster

The stones sit
in an all night diner,

tough guys,
caps,
cigars.

Their coffee
grows cold
before them,

they are oblivious
to the pinball.

When you go in
in the morning
before work,

they are not there.

Michael WURSTER
First published in Pig Iron.
Collected in THE SNAKE CHARMER’S DAUGHTER, Elemenope Productions, 2000.

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