Monday, October 3, 2011

vacancy

motel hallway, route I-90
tatered shirtsleeve, plaid tone

wiped my forehead, dry blood
where the skin cracks

carpet ill with wear, lonesome smelling
the fibers fill my nostrils

stifling heat bitter white
sweatbeads begin to break formation

memory before dawn's light-
amnesia bent and yeilding

pounding nuances-
out of place

breathing, the
beating bellows of the chest

yesterday's reasons
near love and body

forgiven; route I-90
vacant motel hallway

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