A Long Pause in a Small Town

This town feels
empty at night.
I wander the streets
and see
beat up cars
drive the strip
and tired faces
frown
in the darkness.


Two kids
on dirt bikes
cruise past me
in front of
a gas station.
They swear
at each other,
spit
and keep riding.


I know she's
out there:
some pouty faced
creature
just looking
for love.


I stare out
at the street,
slowly sipping
my iced coffee.