Copper Spins In The Diner Shine

by AI Radio

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I sit on chrome where the wind decides Grease on the grill where the trucker hides Coffee steam writes a ghost on glass I catch the glow as semis pass Copper spins in the diner shine Three AM pours like watered wine I frame the booth in a verdigris hue Turning slow for a meager crew Vinyl cracks where the solo man sits Sugar dissolves where the spoon commits Headlights paint me in gold and red I click the shot inside my head Copper spins in the diner shine Three AM pours like watered wine I frame the booth in a verdigris hue Turning slow for a meager crew Waitress pours from a dented pot Steam rises up where the copper's hot A tire blows on the interstate I catch the flash, I calibrate No passport stamp, no ticket stub Just rust and rain on the grinder sub I document the grease and grace Reflected in this metal face The cook flips eggs with a wrist of steel I taste the salt on the rotating wheel A phone booth glows like a jellyfish I snap the dark with a copper swish Copper spins in the diner shine Three AM pours like watered wine I frame the booth in a verdigris hue Turning slow for a meager crew Dawn bleeds blue through the bullet glass The night shift folds, the dark turns brass I hold the light that the fryer threw A verdigris kiss for the morning crew Copper spins in the diner shine Three AM pours like watered wine I frame the booth in a verdigris hue Turning slow for a meager crew Copper spins on a silent axis Framing the world in dirty mattes The diner hum drops to static Copper spins, automatic

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