Twilight Zone In 2019 Beta Edition Poem by Bill Grace

In the days of black and white television
there was - "The Twilight Zone"
It always featured something weird.

An early morning run to the airport
occasioned gas at the convenience store
before the usual herd of morning customers.

Welcome to the twilight zone.

The store was wide open and fully stocked
all the products displayed in perfect array
a bath room check surrendered no one
I thought I saw a safe open.
Had a terrible crime scene been chanced upon?

Standing in the door way pondering:
Do I call the police?
Do I call the store owners?
Do I man the place until help arrives?
the night clerk trundles in
pushing his long and barrel laden cart.

We both laughed
out of respective agendas of fear
and we both enjoy
the strangeness of our bond.

MORAL
never underestimate the power of night cashiers
who can transport you fifty years
to when even television was black and white.