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Breakfast Served All Day
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Deborah Hauser


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Like a train car derailed
and forgotten
beside the busy highway
pink neon splashes
off tin walls
onto asphalt road.
You can order breakfast
any time, day or night.
Hot coffee with refills
and a new day begins.

by Deborah Hauser.
Used with the author’s permission.

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Deborah Hauser is the author of Ennui: From the Diagnostic and Statistical Field Guide of Feminine Disorders (Finishing Line Press, 2011). She received a Masters in English Literature from Stony Brook University and has taught at Stony Brook University and Suffolk County Community College. 

 


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Dorcas:
Sounds like the Louie's Dale Diner Bronx, NY. Best in the world, if you live here.
Posted 12/15/2013 06:23 PM
Larry Schug:
This poem is metaphorically out of this world; it completely blew me away--a very subtle life lesson.
Posted 09/18/2013 07:48 AM
Charly:
Oh yeah!!!!
Posted 09/18/2013 07:08 AM


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