A Lovely World
I am walking through the hotel
Every time I am so sad
That I want to die
It’s a place where I can keep
Everything I’ve never been
Brave enough to get to
Poets have moons and money
To get themselves through
The longest night imaginable
But I’ve had these rooms
To beckon me
With their own brand of patience
The warmest rose emanates
From the hall near my bedroom
I’ll enter if you will
I know that in this worldI willBut you let go of life, with a thud
