Golden Arches

This taste

creates morning zombies,

crust from red eyes

like dandruff

on dark shoulders.

Sounds of semis switching,

gears grinding, as they break

for closed lanes.

Vehicles diesel powered,

stamped in golden arches,

carry contraband

to Denver, Colorado.

Montwood High’s 

parking lot plastered

in trumpets and

trom-

bones

rehearsing the star spangled

off tune.

It echoes off of half built walls

like road construction,

slowing down 

e v e r y t h i n g.

Golden arches 

where teenagers take

morning orders

and adults 

push dollies with boxes

and speak broken English

in old green aprons and faded caps

with golden arches

reminding them of

themselves

Homeless men

in veteran caps

camping,

in fatigue windbreakers,

beneath anorexic trees,

with two cups of

hot water,

eyeing McDonalds

as salvation.

Reviews

[Light]

bellisima! i enjoyed this write! McDonalds watches, almost as a guardian, as civilization continues on underneath it's watchful eye! the imagery and descriptions are magnanimous! this is really great!

[Matthew Kult]

An outstanding write,

I agree, why don't you have more reads.

Regards,

Matthew

[nothing]

I loved it. Please keep me updated on your writing so that way I can read more. You're terrific.

Sarah.

[Dream Weaver]

A perfect depiction of life at the golden arches.
Yet sadly realistic...A great write indeed...

[Cassiopia Summers]

I have to agree with Jaidyn. IT really is a good write, It's got vivid imagery, and an amazing flow. (:

[Jaidyn DeVoir]

I am not sure why I am the first review.

This is fantastic, a great write. Vivid imagery and such truths.

With Love,

Jaidyn