Truck Stop Logic
The waitress
with cigarette fingertips
said love was mostly
people leaving
before the coffee got cold.
Outside,
a one-eyed dog slept
beneath a Pepsi machine
like it had finally
forgiven the world.
I nodded
as if any of it
could save me
from driving back home
alone again.
Leon Drake is a Toronto based poet. His work has recently appeared in Spill The Words Press, Synchronized Chaos, Horror Sleeze Trash, S.A.V.A. Press and The Crossroads Magazine.
