October 7, 2010

Treat Me As One

I am a hotel. A holiday-inn,
or something like that.
You can rest here, get a good nights sleep.
There are weekly and monthly rates.
You can treat me like your temporary home.
Unpack your suitcases and life into my empty
drawers and closets.
You can swim in my pools or get fat off the
bacon, sausages, eggs, at continental breakfast.
Do not be surprised when I am already missing you
before you even start packing your bags.
With check out at noon
I know you will be gone soon.

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