room 316

Room 316

Lamplighter Motel

bible in hand

praying for understanding

as rain streaks down

sole window pane.

Lying in bed, alone

listening to my demons

curse the ghosts playing

in my head, jealous

they torch the dead.

Room 316

peaceful moments do not exist

as rain streaks down

sole window pane

imagining the moon

shall rescue

gift beautiful.

room 316

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