In a diner, sitting alone
It’s 10:37
I’m waiting for my breakfast
Have I just woken,
or am I about to retire?
My body hurts all the same
I garner odd stares -
Ah, it’s spring break again
Eating alone in a busy place
Just accentuates my solitude.
When eating alone, my company
Is my thoughts
But here, many noises intrude
Pieces of conversations I care nothing for
Mayhap I’ll get my meal to go
Get into my empty car
And drive the deserted roads
To my home, my refuge.