"Early Morning Pondering at the All-Night Diner"

by Jeph Johnson

 

I sit at the all-night diner...
Order a cheeseburger and fries.
Most everyone carries a telephone.
Asian dialects bring the din
to a level that is not
very conducive to writing.
A Mexican woman brings my dinner
(forgot the cheese).
She carries my plate back to the kitchen.
They all are carrying telephones!
At least pagers.
There's even a pay phone by the door!
What did they order?
Did she get their orders right?
At this hour...
3 A.M.?
When I get home at five
there is nothing on my answering machine...
My cupboards are bare.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

1999 

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