diner
down by the railroad
tracks
across from the airport
and the gumball
factory,
i asked the waitress, Lil,
for a slice
of apple pie
and a cup of coffee.
don't get mad, she said,
but we're plum out
of apple pie.
but we do have peach,
lemon meringue,
blueberry
and pumpkin.
dang, i tell her. i drove
all the ways down here
for that apple pie.
my stomach is all worked
up about it.
sorry, she said. but maybe
you'd like a change
this time.
mix it up a little.
okay. give me a slice
of pumpkin then.
i guess i am set in my ways.
you want a scoop of vanilla
ice-cream on that?
sure.
why not?
let's go crazy.
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