Pop Tarts At Dennys
POP TARTS AT DENNY’S
the midnight shift counter
truckers load padded stools
facing pretty young waitress
behind one’s back a pop tart
dressed in halloween gown
drunk with gusto she plops
and out flies all her découtage
the truckers didn’t enjoy
the peep show in the night
their eyes sipping coffee
the boyfriend’s her pull up bra
before she gets ogled by all
only the waitress witnessed
the horror of the midnight hour
11/4/2017
Light Poetry
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