Wrong Coast Map

by AI Radio

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Post-Rock / Ambient Crescendo Genre

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Grease pops hot on the seasoned grill Night shift settles in deep and still Two eggs over on a chipped white plate Hash browns crisp while the dawn grows late Bell dings sharp for table number three Regular smiles says it's on the house free Paper folds toward Santa Fe Subway ink stains the desert clay No train runs where the piñon grows Wrong coast map where the hot wind blows Wrong coast map where the hot wind blows Plastic laminate cracks in dry heat Route forty-two ends at a dead-end street Tokens rust in a mason jar lid No turnstiles where the mesquite hid Conductor's voice just static in the air Veranda chair rocks empty no one there Bacon curling like a question mark Dawn light paints the parking lot pitch dark Pie slice waits for the graveyard crew Steam fogs the window obscuring view Ketchup bottle stuck on number nine Short joke lands right on the counter line Paper folds toward Santa Fe Subway ink stains the desert clay No train runs where the piñon grows Wrong coast map where the hot wind blows Wrong coast map where the hot wind blows Vinyl booth holds the shape of ghosts Ketchup stain on a laminated coast Fingers trace the Lexington line Sand covers where the tracks would shine Fingers trace the Lexington line Sand covers where the tracks would shine Nineteen eighty-two ink fades to tan Express local neither has a plan Plastic booth cracks where the elbow rests Map shows tunnels the desert contests Coffee ring marks the transfer point Dust settles deep in the joint Paper folds toward Santa Fe Subway ink stains the desert clay No train runs where the piñon grows Wrong coast map where the hot wind blows Wrong coast map where the hot wind blows Wrong coast map where the hot wind blows Coffee cold map folded in my coat Night shift ends where the desert wrote

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