Breakfast Food

The steak looks like a petite sirloin should
not a grotesque imitation trying to save a buck
the A1 is blocked off from the eggs
I carefully scrambled myself with a fork
Sipping twice creamed coffee and ice water

At the counter as I have few friends in Hanford 
none are eating breakfast, at least not here
cafe eggs and bacon are best digested
with bad jokes or illuminating details
spoken with a smile from a friend

I break out a book as I am never lonely
while chewing on the thoughts of others
Joan Didion sees things a lot like I do
orders up her victuals from same sources
allowing her to reflect upon the randomness