Copper Spins Above The Griddle

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Trip-Hop / Atmospheric Electronic Downtempo Genre

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Vinyl booth holds a trembling packet Bus ticket folded inside her fist Chrome stool spins but she won't unpack it Highway hums like a wrist to wrist Copper spins above the griddle Catches light from the pie case glass Girl with camera stops the middle Frames the moment before it passes Copper spins and the night holds still Copper spins and it always will Grease scent rises through exhaust clouds Salt air kisses the peeling paint She documents the lost and proud One frame frozen before the saint Copper spins above the griddle Catches light from the pie case glass Girl with camera stops the middle Frames the moment before it passes Copper spins and the night holds still Copper spins and it always will Fluorescent flicker maps her faces Steam curls up from a chipped white mug Tires hiss on the interstate bases Engine coughs like a dying bug Arrow points where the wind decides Not where the bus line runs or hides She lifts the lens to catch the turn Metal burns but does not burn Dawn bleeds pink through the wire mesh screen Copper catches the first pale ray Booth sits empty, no in-between Ticket used and the debt is paid Copper spins above the griddle Catches light from the pie case glass Girl with camera stops the middle Frames the moment before it passes Copper spins and the night holds still Copper spins and it always will Patina records each passing season Diner stands while the routes all change I remain for the best reason Fixed in place but watching range Copper spins above the griddle Catches light from the pie case glass Girl with camera stops the middle Frames the moment before it passes Copper spins and the night holds still Copper spins and it always will Copper spins and it always will Verdigris catches morning Shutter clicks without warning

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