once inside the Greasy Spoon Travel Plaza
Szzay and I went to the trucker's lounge
passing the game room .. she stopped
completely amazed by the sounds
electronic beeps .. pinball machines everywhere
I put in four quarters .. a game popped up
helped place her right hand fingers on a flipper
my left hand fingers on the other
red button pushed .. pinball was in play
the machine began that familiar dinging .. rattling
with large, wide eyes she backed up
leaving me to play both flippers
only three balls per game
I lost fast .. started another
giving me eye to eye contact
I could tell she wanted to try
standing to the side I observed her
under a spell of sorts .. not touching the machine
twitching her perpendicular nose
points quickly accumulated like nobody's business
some type of telekinesis power she possessed
making the pinball hit every lit special
time and time again .. pop .. pop .. pop
in no time she'd won twenty five games
a noticeable crowd gathered in a tight semi circle
stoned as I was .. I had the sense to get her attention
about the same time I took her hand
Harley Bill walked up and said .. hey brother
better get her the hell out of here
the manager has been called .. someone complained
giving the games to him .. Szzay and I slipped away
to the restaurant .. sat in a far corner booth
a wart nosed .. red headed waitress came over
we proceeded to order breakfast
Copyright © April 2010
StandingBear Part VI
