Emma’s at 2AM
Nothing but nighthawks, off-duty cops,
and sidelined long-haul truckers
pow-wow by the coffee urn
but over by the window
the notebook poet
jots it all down
so later on…
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Tuesday Twiglet #250
~ in the diner ~
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Scrambled, Not Fried 
I like this a lot. Such an excellent ‘snap shot’.
Of course, Edward Hopper, right away.
Wannabe songwriters drunk or stoned scribbling lines on napkins
Ah… I sorta did ‘nighthawks’ too.
Always be ready for ‘inspiration’ as it appears.
Sounds just about right to me.
So true 🙂 Writers cannibalise their own lives and everyone else’s.
Really good
I like to write in coffee shops, too, but not at 2 am. Great poetic moment.