Hotel Blues

I woke up 
One morning
To a mouth 
Full of rain

Weighed down 
In a bed 
I knew I wouldn't be asked to make
Never ever again,

& That place felt 
About as foreign as 
A newfound sin that 
Just begs me in for a few--

But I know what is/nt at stake
Like unkissed lips 
on sinking ships

and all those hard roads 
we must eventually take.

& I wish,

I had good news
Instead of bad dreams 
& big blues,

I wish I could trade
This river of sorrow 
For a simple stream 
of song.

I wish I could have stayed
Atleast until we said
All we had to say,

but I never could wait that long. 

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