Winter Sunrise Outside a Café Near Butte, Montana by Joseph Hutchison

Winter Sunrise Outside a Café 

        Near Butte, Montana


A crazed sizzle of blazing bees
in the word EAT. Beyond it,


thousands of stars have faded
like deserted flowers in the thin


light washing up in the distance,
flooding the snowy mountains


bluff by bluff. Moments later,
the sign blinks, winks dark,


and a white-aproned cook—
surfacing in the murky sheen


of the window—leans awhile
like a cut lily . . . staring out


into the famished blankness
he knows he must go home to.