A pre booked budget hotel on the side of a highway
A hallway stinking of smoke in the non smoking section
A single key with no key ring, to open the door
Carpet that's caught many “spills” upon its surface
Rectangular wooden furniture sitting sullenly since the 70's
A humming bar fridge playing loudly over passing cars
A toilet that chokes when flushed, unfulfilling it's job
Plastic protective coverings on the bedside lamps?
A large gap at the bottom of the door that’s unsettling
Ceaseless lack of light that prevails after nighttime has escaped
Loud radios, televisions and voices seeping through the walls
Plaster covering angry drunken fist holes in the bathroom door
An automatic fan threatening to extract you too when in use
A king sized bed I’m relieved to see and smell clean sheets covering
The kind of scene you could hear a gun shot in and not be shocked
A gloomy room holding secrets disturbing enough to write a best seller
A place where I sit in my silence and listen; listen and watch and write
A place so full of dejection and lacking in charm, it inspires me to write.
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