Monday, October 10, 2005


I walk back silently through the carpeted hotel corridor
to my wall to wall sealed hotel room
It's after midnight and the loud laughs we've been carrying with us in the elevator
like the smell of the cigarette smoke
from the bar, are still swirling on their way up to higher floors
and the little card key blinks green
and my room is lit and clean.


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