I hum above the grill's black crown
My glass tubes shake when trucks roll down
The hash browns crisp in stainless steel
I watch the night shift eat and heal
The cook flips eggs with wrist so light
His spatula sings the morning night
Regulars grunt in red vinyl booths
I buzz my pink through chipped front teeth
I'm just a sign that drinks the steam
While coffee boils in aluminum
The kettle screams its tinny dream
And I glow on, buzzing, leaning in
Whole pie rotates on glass display
Cherry filling leaks right away
The waitress wipes a ketchup stain
Old transformer hums in pain
I'm just a sign that drinks the steam
While coffee
